we fall to a lull

sometimes, emotions cut too deep
the riot rises too high
awakens to a deeper sleep
a shout more silent than a sigh
sometimes, we are too much alike
same efforts put into different causes
same causes for different sides
bravery before a leap
faith before a fall
doubt before a miracle
a cloud looming above us all
and so we spin
around and around
good deed turned into a sin
till we fall to a lull