You live a normal life
but something happens and that illusion breaks
All you know,there's a havoc now
the storm was brewing all this time,but you had no idea when it'll strike
Apart of your dream-reality cycle,you realise nightmares exist too
you try to hide away,doesn't work
Now either you fight or get destroyed
fight takes courage,you can muster it yourself
But now to shrug the pain of struggle,you really need a hand
a shoulder to cry upon the losses
an arm to hold you strong through the phases
One might just be satisfied by music
find hope in the world of books,get lost in their magic
But ask me, the only way your struggle will be worth it
when you have someone "worthy" to share it with
Many a people will know and appreciate you
but that one person just listening to you
will fill you with so much pride and power
that you'll know..
"Come what may, i can handle you anyway"!