May be, finally, this could be it…

Wading past sorrows and miseries and heartbreaks…
as I made my way ahead into the darkness, deep and thick…

I see a faint oil lamp, flickering, at the far, far end…
Bravely holding out itself against the wind…

Love always was but a passing breeze…
Unlike now…

This time, its different…
Suddenly, I feel beautiful…

And once again, I am inspired…
To have that last shot at life…