Disarray

Like blind arms in the darkest disarray,
And lost shadows, cold like the floor,
One solitary hope tries to slither away,
Oh, but vain ! there's no door.
No door, and no final surrender here.
The morning steals a broken glance,
Hidden in the sudden mask,
Appear, oh sudden mask,
will you chance your sudden exit too ?
My only hope, don't leave,
I need you, please, I need you.

In the face of solemn defeat,
And the soft sounds of loss,
There is an aching beat,
Aching for the smallest possibility.

Will you ever see beyond what I show you ?
Will you ever ?