There is a darkness to belong
There is a stranger to know
There are sins to be reborn
And there are dreams to enfold
Things weren’t always clear
Where feelings isn’t as always to be base
Creating things to term them dear
Yet where belongs my reality to face?
Strange and even stranger
Where a soul isn’t at all to own
Lost were moments since forever
Where is the stranger’s home?
Be it an angel, be it a devil
The good and bad are nevermore to choose
Only where guidance is shown to sparkle
Perhaps nothing more is ever to lose
Even darkness has a place to hide
Even a stranger has their sins
To never belong neither in day nor night
Where is one then, to even dream?