every pain I've injured had it's fruit.
I've nurtured myself. Managed.
Helping others, helping myself.
Did not matter because it blooms.
Now that I feel low,
might just mean one thing.
Happiness might just be on its way.
For this time being.
I'm frightened and doubtful, and scared.
Well, I'll just let it be.
I'll take my pause here in the dark, with just a beam of light.
rather than take a pause in the light yet darkened by shadows.
I'm a good man.