From black to white.
Darkness to light.
Feelings of love and care,
Stand strong even when you’re not there.
I can’t see you, I can’t reach you
But, I can feel you.
An emptiness is left where you once slept,
Where we stood and wept.
I’ll find you again, and I’ll tell you then,
That I miss you.

Quiet and alone,
Thoughts of the unknown.
Breathe in, breathe out,
How did this come about?
A good life with little flaw,
No reason for tears to fall.
Running down to the ground,
Breaking without a sound.
Left here quiet and alone,
With thoughts of the unknown.

Disbelief in everything good, comfort in all that is pain.
Death can live in two places, in those that pass off this earth and in those who can’t see who they are when they look in the mirror.
A hollow body with an obsession to regain what was taken caused more hate than the thief.
Chasing who I thought I was led to a void I would never fill.
I lived in this dream that turned nightmare, where waking up was barely an option.
Whether it was inside or out, something or someone pulled me from a coma I had been in for years.
The idea I had of myself is now dead and who I am is now alive.

Where light fades and darkness ensues,
lies all the thoughts I am afraid of.
Where time is slow and pain is constant and a broken person lives.
Inside my head, there are demons that play even when I am complaining.  
It’s hard to be strong when you’re held to the ground by a weight like no other.

But there’s a place that holds my happiness, I know it and I can feel it.
Brown eyes that see everything.
From the pain that is filling my heart to the scars that were left behind.
A heart meant to heal mine, that makes the demons run away.
He looks at me in a way that I can’t see, but every day the fog starts to clear up.
An angel standing right in front of me, to build me up to where I once stood.
A love that will end all hate.