In the dark where hearts beat the most
In the dark where you feel your life threatened
Soulful and cheerful gestures disappear in the dark where fear roam the most
Scared of the dark, scared of vanishing in the dark and never come back to light

In the dark
In the dark, the valley of evil hearts
In the dark, the place where saints become sinners, the place where darkness over takes the fear of a beating heart
In the dark

In the dark, where your life is hanging by the threat
In the dark, where you feel powerless, have no advantage
In the dark, where the sense of agency is delayed until a visible path secured
In the dark, where tears go dry….shouts turns into sore throat, sweating becomes a stink
In the dark, where you become vulnerable, where you break down but no-one can see you standing there

In the dark
In the dark, the valley of evil hearts
In the dark, the place where saints become sinners, the place where darkness over takes the fear of a beating heart
In the dark

In the dark, where people die, robberies take place, young girls and mothers getting raped but you can’t see, your vision is blinded by the dark
In the dark, where you sit in the corner hoping for the light to reach you
In the dark, where you become hopeless, where you move with a slow pace, where you move swiftly n reaching for any object near you
In the dark, a place you never want to see your yourself at any given moment

In the dark
In the dark, the valley of evil hearts
In the dark, the place where saints become sinners, the place where darkness over takes the fear of a beating heart
In the dark

They say what happens in the dark will one day come to light.