AT LAST

When your life is satiated with hate,
Full of anger and endless fury.
When the good things come in late,
And happiness is in a hurry.
When you step into the dark,
It pulls your whole inside.
First it stirs and then wakes up,
And then becomes alive!
When your light cannot turn on,
For right now it's out of order.
So perhaps you've gone too far,
And have probably crossed the border.
If you can no longer turn,
For the wheel had gotten damaged,
You can no longer help but burn,
Even though thine life was bandaged.
But if both brake...
So then perhaps...
Happiness...
May come at last.