Darkest nights, claim the best. End in sight, eternal rest.
"Time heals all" say's the man, whose never hurt, who never can,
understand the fear and doubt. In ourselves, to live without.
Sweetest words, too hard to speak. Before we leave, this world, so weak.
In our hearts, we mend our strife. In our minds we bend with life.
Overcast, the sorrow flows. Only brings what tomorrow knows.