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Through Better Days

I. Nothings Clear

Every thing's a mess
As this drags on I'm full of stress.
I look around up and down
No clear sign to see.
Does a heart even beat within me?
I don't know what to do.
What eyes to look into?
I've been spun around.
Dizzy I try to stand my ground
I feel my lungs fill with water.
Will I drown?
This confusion must come to an end.
How much more can my mind bend?
Send the rain to wash away my syn.
I'm not happy despite my grin.
There's too much on the line.
What to do with this heart of mine?
Do these days grow darker yet?
Or is the ending finally set?
I've found a broken road within my dreams.
Now nothing is as it seems.
This curse to bare.
My mind to tear.
Between reality and dreams I'll find my place.
Longing forever for that embrace.
My wings are truly gone.
To my heart, so long.

II. In Understanding

…She changed me for the better, she taught me that love is a trap, it's a trap so that one person can gain happiness from another, while the other's life is slowly sucked away until nothing is left. She taught me that you should never back down or set aside your dreams for any one else no matter what. And most importantly she taught me that pain can become a weapon. A weapon greater than any other. One that can actually destroy love completely…

Or so it seemed. However, that isn't the case. From her I truly learned but one thing, understanding. How to forgive, how to view all aspects of a situation not just how it affects me. I've learned these things because I now find myself in her place. One symbol, a heart given. Returned to its owner and that symbol finally reveals it's true importance. The past has been burned; the present is clouded in confliction and confusion. However, through it all the future has always remained clear.


III. A Time To Burn

Now the clouds of the present must be lifted. All doubt must be erased. This all must end.

Nothings started nothings over.
Once again I'll look through each of their eyes.
To finally separate truth from lies.
They've fought to see love end.
Only to hope it begins again.
Now is your time to fight.
Time to protect the light.
Open your eyes and don't be scared.
Find strength in all scars bared.
I'll stand and wait to see your face.
To fall before your grace.
Don't fear the pain they will not win.
I hope with this I bring back to your face the slightest grin.
This all must end.
If only they could step back and truly see.
Without the judgment of false decree.
So now I test you all.
I ask who of you is ready to fall?
The time is now the time is right.
Who's next to say goodnight?
It begins it ends only to restart.
I'm tired of feeling like I have no heart.
It's causing confusion at every turn.
Maybe all of this should finally burn.
They want so they run to claim.
None of you are innocent; I'm not alone in blame.
It's starting to feel like some sick little game.
Those who fall this time will stay down.
So step up and try to claim my crown.


IV. In Light, The Return

So now worries and fears.
Subside through sinners and tears.
The cause has lead to the effect.
No longer shall this mirror reflect.
I've shattered the glass to burn this time.
Now I'll reclaim these lost wings of mine.
My first instinct was right all a long.
So the last instinct I had was truly wrong.
I will stand guilty in broken trust.
I will fight now because I must.
This darkness shall no longer cover me.
Back into the light is where I will be.
If in my reasons none can see.
Then you've never truly understood me.
What lies deep within this soul.
Has through out this story already been told.
For the one who could see this all a long.
To her my heart will forever belong.
I've searched within myself to find that man again.
The one who stood so strong when all of this began.
To find that strength, to find that will.
To remember a promise that lingers still.
Now I'll end what I became.
To silence what I could never tame.
I never knew I would be my own enemy in this fight.
So the time has come to make all things right.
My story I've written all this time.
But the final chapter is not mine.
No more words shall I write in this tome.
To my heart, Welcome Home.

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