I listened to the rhyme of life
coming from your light
under the skyline
my world has lost its color
not dark nor bright
ooo, I’ve cut myself off
and withdrawn
have stopped to pray
for my own light
so you have to pray harder
than ever before
just pray for yourself
for your light to shine forever
it will guide me
to where I should be
because in you my world lies

this poem is dedicated to my beloved mom, for her prayers that never have an ending