Endless stringing fumes, pitter patter of a fruitless place. Fed by the doubts, in fear from shouts. Discovering all your pretty hue's, does this heart share the same face
                     Treat my flaming heart that burns and churns for more passion, cut it to pieces and make it whole, because it's all
                              getting too dull
Devour me
Discover me
Swallow it all
Show me it all
                  Sing a song to my heart
                    Sing a song to my soul
                      Dance with my flame
                      Dance with my name
Just don't let my fire falter
Keep it growing
      Keep my flaming heart for me, I don't need it back just yet dear

Late after we've all gone to bed
I'd always find myself awake
With my ears being mistreated
Didn't mean to hear evils spill

I tried my best to go to sleep

But each night tears were shed
I heard everything slowly break
When daddy admitted he cheated
Then mama could only shrill

Yet all I wanted was sleep

Once more daddy had gone and fled
Left mama to feel the same heartache
Because history had surely repeated
As it was that night life lost it's thrill

Then I cried myself to sleep

Endings a new Beginning
Beginnings of an End
Is it all a loop
Or just a straight line that never Ends
Ending of the world
Or just the End to Yours?
Just the Preamble
Or now the Revolution
I'm not sure of much Anymore
But I'm sure of a Thought
That this is the Ending of Worlds

You can attempt to live your whole life perfectly, try your best and show commitment in everything you're passionate about, spend years planning your future and setting up your life.
But it's really scary to know everything you ever strived for can be lost in one unfortunate day.
Just one day is all it takes.

One day I'd just be forgotten
By everyone and anyone I know
Deleted from all their minds
To never be thought of again
That is what I fear the most

Without a trace
                              Without a face
A name no longer used
           Eyes that are no longer met
                     Hands that don't feel
   Ears that don't hear
              Leaving no memories
  Leaving no legacy
             Is that what it means to be
        Forgotten?

Rising falling, east to west
    The life of the ocean, shy's
            it's broken face.
             Can't you see the drawing,
               See the colors and
                 strokes and think
                  about what they mean,
         can you see it in all its grace.
         If you missed it don't worry,
          for this is The Forever
           Dance that we watch.
        Whether down in the quarry,
         Or stuck on the nightwatch.  
      The blazing ball and the cold
    crest are forever locked in a dance where the only hint at a
  rhythm is the crashing of waves.

I can't wait for the day,
Things will work out.
And I won't even think,
About the pain,
About the shame.
Oh how i can not wait,
For that fateful day.