The Plea

If you wander through a dark world

And you feel empty, lost, and alone

Your memories are blurred, unfurled

Fighting misery on your own

When the walls seem to close in tight

And you see no path to take ahead

And the shadows grow with all their might

Standing on the edge, filled with dread

Ohohhhohhhh

Don't listen to the voices in your head

Listen to the whispering voices in the air

Focus on yourself, let go of the dread

These words sound soft, a truth to share

Your darkness grows, a heavy cloak

With suffocating secrets, deep inside

And frosty wind, a bitter stroke

Defeated by regrets, you cannot hide

No flicker of light, just endless gray

You think only failure lies ahead

Desperate from the fight, you slip away

Standing on the edge, filled with dread

Ohohhhohhhh

Don't listen to the voices in your head

Listen to the whispering voices in the air

Focus on yourself, let go of the dread

These words sound soft, a truth to share

Please don't forget, deep in your heart

You are worthy, strong, and true

Break free from habits that tear you apart

Take one small step, a path for you

Ohohhhohhhh

Ohohhhohhhh

Ohohhhohhhh

Don't listen to the voices in your head

Listen to the whispering voices in the air

Focus on yourself, let go of the dread

These words sound soft, a truth to share

Your path may lie in darkness deep

But you are strong, a warrior's soul

Turn the darkness, secrets to keep

And find the light that makes you whole