Idiotic

He tried to pass the dawn each day When the night being escorted by silence He looks around the empty street Only his own breath can be heard Out of this solid void No, there nothing much to tell Bitter words he speaks on the daylight And the dream that captured inside his head Looking for a brighter hope in a dry land And the sunshine saying goodbye along the time He’s holding faith but afraid to believe If hope is too far could he ever have the possibility to fall? He can feel the pain It moves slowly into his brain It turns into tears in the dead of the night Like a poison ready to ignite its power to end him Is he losing hope? Or does he still have the chance to raise his armor in that battle of hope? What if he feels lost and no one can find him What if he has a dream but God may think it’s beyond his strength What if he is lonely and wishes for another heart to guide his life Will God provides? He may not have the comprehension about life He would probably a soul that question everything Maybe because he hasn’t found what he’s looking for Or maybe because he ask too much or feeling ungrateful He let himself dangling with the riddle He’s young and ambitious He’s curious about things but he can put himself in risk He’s a hypocrite, he said to his own heart Such an idiotic