Simplicity

The night strikes with batteries of aggression,
Senses crumble into the depths of doom
Sapped virility unable to speak
Mind so alive yet my body feels weak

I feel the end creeping, closer than the hands of time
With hollow hopes, like a dance to mime
Will my name remain the same?
Will I drown in rival’s rain?

She has the remedy,
She has the cure
She has

A Simple Smile, Dissipates my gloom and turns it into trust
A Simple Tone, Qualms the rage and crumbles it to dust
A Simple Need, Gives me the sense and will to fulfill
A Simple Note, assures me safety before dawn stings my eyes.

It is the sweet, simple things in life which are the real ones after all.