Whiteout

In the eye of the storm
Waiting for the winds to
Strenghten, a gale to grow
In the core of confusion
Awaiting for the fall
It’s not a fault
Imperfection of sort
Not a sin to be forgiven
It’s not a failure
To refrain from light
When there is only
Darkness in sight
In the heart of the chaos
Unease and disarray
Awaiting for the whiteout
To bring conclusion for us all
It’s not a fault
Imperfection of sort
Not a sin to be forgiven
It’s not a failure
To refrain from light
When there is only
Darkness in sight
Embraced by the nightfall
The darkness came to me
Without descent of the sun
Before the flames shall return
And ablaze the sky on fire
I will hide myself in
The shade of the moon
Last ray of the light
Sole spark of the sun
Final and so fragile
Travelled from afar