Gazing Eyes Upong An End

I: Unbroken Chains

I bind this chain around this frame.
And from it hangs a symbol of promise never meant to be broken.
What was once a gift of undying love.
Though still intact but not quite whole.
And with every ounce of hope left inside of me.
I place my lips upon this symbol.
As I did all those years ago.
Before I released it with my heart locked deep inside.
And to this day I wonder why.
Within those eyes I gaze upon.
I can still see the mysteries that beckon me.
Though the years have come and passed.
A single image of a single moment.
Makes time stand still as I rush back to where I want to be.
A future that was clear.
All things were set in stone.
Every word spoken.
Every mourning awoken.
Night laid forth your call.
And I failed us all.

II: Two Which Created One

As I stand between two sides.
This argument still isn't clear.
Pulled back and forth between these tides.
Clinging desperately to the hope that still resides.
Wishing upon every falling star.
Have I really come this far?
Change we seek, to better the ways.
Yet I once again stand still.
A choice lays clear before me.
Run forward unprepared to meet this end.
Or run backwards to where this all began.
Change ensures that nothing can be as it was.
But the eyes tell no lies.
Doubt no longer exist with any of this.
As I stand before the last to be judged.
Or have they all been sacrifices for us?
One by one they've fallen.
Possessed by this I've become.
Every part of you that was ice cold and numb.
Forever binded to your every thought.

III: Embraced

Is one to lay in wait for the imaginary results of fate?
As much as you try to move forward, past the scar.
You will never escape the circle around it.
But walk with it, until you can walk no more.
Always haunting within every thought.
Stand clear within the center.
Embrace it!
What lies ahead may bring us to this end.
A day we've sought to find through every turn, down every path.
Where a maze crafted puzzle lies complete.
All pieces set, all names named.
Where every point of power has lost it's light.
Yet the center still shines eerie and bright.
And still the thought lingers of a choice known without doubt to be right.
From every mystery that was once held beyond all others sight.
The faith in that choice can never die!
So shall the error truly become the era?
Though I embrace this scar that can not be removed.
This circle that has no escape.
It shall move with me as I move forward.
For as long as this center continues to shine.
This hope will not die!
Without fear I will reach the end with this scar I bare.
In hopes that you will once again be standing there.
The truth no longer denies.
That within those eyes.
The window to the end could always be seen.
And your heart is the key.