A pen and paper with me
Without knowing for what use it could be.
Then i see thought
But it comes with a knot,
Between me and the thought.
It almost blinded me
I was looking for a thought in the dark spot
It was all black and black with a little shine
And I knew that shines is what i need to find
So I went near, but with the fear
What if it runs away, what if it fades?
But I took the risk with knowing this
That I could miss it
But with also knowing this
That I could see through it
And now I see it,
The thought
The knot
The fight i fought
For that one thought
And I took the risk
Of finding that clue
And now so should you.
