I am not alone in the pit of despair.
Light is lifting me up in the air.

Hovering as I say my prayer.
I feel lost; I could be anywhere.

What is it that I need to repair?
How much longer do I need to bear?

Forces are pulling, yet I don’t tear.
I try everything to not feel this scare.

I pray I’m protected but I feel so bare.
I spend my time pealing layer after layer.

Through continuous hardships I am aware
That the powers I have are extremely rare.