My fears haunt me most of the time,
They persuade me to fall on despair,
To sit back and hold my breath, to just hide..
Slowly, they just whisper, whisper, whisper..

My sad memories haunt me most of the time,
They grab me, they hold me to the past,
-Live in us- they say, they want me to stay,
Persistent they are, holding me tight, tight, tight..

You think they can persuade me?..
My fears and sad memories haunt me most of the time.
But Love encourages me,
Pushing me forwards into the deep night.

Yura

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Scarlatan, in the year 341 AF.