Tortured here... Losing self in the cold night, the taking from self a deep apart of me missing, the part that separated me from the darkness...
Felt the mirror of me shattered as my soul all most fully parted, felt a lift in soul to keep me from alluding the hell beneath, suspended upside down losing my hearts crown.
Embraced in the shadow of night this blanket of doom... Trapped in a four cornered room in clouded mind, eyes watered seeking a sign.
Then the door sheds a piece of hope In self reflected what I've over looked, the essence of pure youth still untouched in this body caged.
Pulling me into the hopefully ness of brighter things, the dark begins to fade as I follow weightless steps into the lighter side of me beckening.
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