When I am lost by Bola-Wise Awodoye

There comes a time when it seems all hope is lost.
That all you could see is the gloom and not the bloom.
That all you could hear is the sadness and not the sweet voices of happiness.
That there seems to be no future to feature any further.

Sometimes you are in the mountain, you feel you are too high because of the loneliness of being successful.
Sometimes you are in the valley, all you feel is to take a sigh from been overburdened with giving cares.

It feels like being in a tunnel
It feels like being a passage without a channel
It feels like been engaged in a shell
And it feels like hell

At times you see the light a distance
With so much fighting resistance
That it seems there will not be any change to your circumstance.

I am here to tell you that the sunlight is just behind the cloud.
I write to inform you that your good news will come loudly.
Your darkness will give way to light
Your stars will become bright
Your problem that seems so big will become slight.

There is hope
You will cope