When it feels like you're alone

When it feels like you’re alone,
When it feels like you’re lost,
your body turns to stone,
buried in the cold winter frost.

Pieces of you shatter away,
with no hope to of the storm allay.
And as you wither and decay,
you see the world in disarray.

There is no lighthouse to guide you through the maze,
no shelter from the pouring rain,
no way to see through this murky haze,
no way to escape the pain.

When it feels like you’re alone,
When it feels like you’re lost,
your body turns to stone,
buried in the cold winter frost.

Only an empty shell remains,
no light, no joy, only darkness.
And as you fall to the floor tied in chains,
you wonder why the sky is so starless.

There is no sun to warm you from the cold,
no tide to wash away your agony,
no way for the wind to blow back all that it stole,
no way to halt the atrophy.

When it feels like you’re alone,
When it feels like you’re lost,
your body turns to stone,
buried in the cold winter frost.

Our fears anchor us to the ocean floor,
our guilt prevents us from finding the shore.
We sink way down, until we drown…
is there any way out?

When it feels like you’re alone,
When it feels like you’re lost,
your body turns to stone,
buried in the cold winter frost.

When it feels like you’re alone,
When it feels like you’re lost,
set the dark skies aglow,
and you will break through the cold winter frost.

Even when we have nothing inside,
and even when all we want is to die,
we can still brighten the world and give light,
helping us all push through this gloomy night.
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Then maybe not so many would give up and drown,
and there could be a world we’d all want to be around.
We can be the lighthouses that guide the way
out of the storm and into a new day.