I can't understand..
this event's chain reaction..
which has brought me to my knees.

The sound of waves below me,
implore me for my own release
and one more step would make me free..
but I'm just so afraid..

My concrete heart isn't beating
and it's heavy void is pulling me
towards the edge as I look down..

This hurt is for me to remember
that my hope, although run down,
will never put out your ember
even if, below this cliff, I drown.

but I..
don't..
want to..

surrender

to this pretender..

anymore..

The dawn's sunshine, isn't coming.
All alone in this starry darkness,
I know I cant accomplish what I swore..

For how long must I wait,
if I know something's wrong?
This waiting that I hate,
will **** me before long..

My suffering and screaming,
as I remember you leaving,
is being covered up by a smile
most vile..that I adore.

Tearing this heart out,
will be my last rejoice
and scattering my last doubt,
will be my final choice.

So when she comes back
bringing all her fears,
I wont be afraid of her tears
or that my heart could crack.

and I know, no matter what I do..
I need to learn how to let go..

Please fire..
born desire..
let it all burn..
so my heart can learn to love anew.

There wont be violence,
just silence..
and I know it'll hurt
more than any cut.

In this empty room we called ours,
there's no shadows, just old lies.
Leaving behind a pair of ruined towers,
a brilliant future in disguise.

but I still believe..
in the good in the bad.

and I will surely grieve,
the love that we once had..

One last thing I want to make clear,
before shedding any more tears,
I promise to never relive,
the pain that was done here.

After all..
I think I'm good to go..

You leave..

You never even got to know me.

Outside, through my lonely window.
Reflection, of what you put me through.
Inside, my love in crescendo,
a pain, I didn't even knew.

This is a lullaby to close my eyes,
to recall the beauty of our shared skies.
This is a song to help me realize,
the torture of hope and self-written lies.

The wind, howls through the empty room.
A room where both our hearts once stood.
A final light coming from a lone star,
a star which I know it's just too far...

This is the chorus sung by my heart,
to remember the beauty of a shared spark.
This is the music of memory's past,
a nostalgic beat that forever will last.

My flame, lying silent before me,
forgotten, hungry and abandoned.
Your warmth, it was poorly handled,
I'm here, yearning for your smile.

This is a lullaby to drown my cries,
a song meant for my sorrows to die.
This is a chorus to what I despise,
the music my demons use to lie.

Goodbye..
Goodbye..

When you speak, I hear only silence.
Every word formed on your lips, I devour
Every reason for your trust, a defiance.
Every second of your anger, feels like hours.

Sunlight comes swiftly flooding in,
behind the morning curtains of memories.
A lonely mirror reflects my past sin,
a monochrome world hidden deep within.

Scars reminds me of broken promises,
of aged smiles and earlier losses.
A cruel chasm between us,
made of assumption and mistrust.

Bleeding out of sheer circumstance,
stabbing pain, cant afford any feeling,
these old wounds, never healing.
Dream and fears, darkness concealing.

Mirror of self-loathing,
nihilistic temptation,
so enticing.

Save your heart,
until you can become one..
in the meantime.. run.

Cyclic story is about what we always do, go back and repeat, is what we humans are built to do.

History repeats yet evolves, a roundabout of ideas of selfishness and ill thoughts yet we always hope for the goodness within, the air between us always looking for the thread that is thin.

Invisible yet exists, the connection between blood, friends and lovers is what makes us go and try again.

Its the bond that binds, our hearts one and all, the most precious things that we seek to protect from evil all.

Live on.. live long..
against all the conspiracies.
Drive far, dive deep..
escaping all that you hold dear.

Running away from your perpetual fears,
hiding from the gaze of your judgmental peers,
restoring safety by going through anonymity's cloud
into the darkness, the scream chills aloud.

Mirror's eyes behold my shape,
it reflects feelings of other's hate.
Unable to find a place to escape,
doors locked all around but the cemetery gate.

I can feel myself being incomplete,
being nothing but a piece of meat.
Acknowledging the potential in me,
My only wish is for it to break free.

But stuck in my own darkness
I lie crying behind that heavy door
between the cowardly sheep and the lion's roar.