Why can the past not be forgotten?

Why does it creep in the night,
Searching and slithering like a shadow in the dark?

An endless cycle of memories I only long to forget.

An endless storm inside my mind,
Eroding away the barriers to my sanity.

"What will you have me do?"
"A bargain? A truce? What do you long for?"

Taunting and absurd, the voice echoes in my thoughts,
Like waves crashing upon the sandy shore.

"An end to the torment you lay upon me!"
"A torment lain upon yourself."

Slashing, booming, clawing, banging, hashing,
Destroying everything in the recesses of my mind.

Terror, horror, uncontrollable, and unrelenting,
A flood breaks through the gates at the sight of him.

"There is no bargain or truce to be made,
It will only end when you are nothing but a shell."

Despair, longing...guilt.

Why?

I stayed up all night long trying to find the truth,
Only to find that I hadn't a clue.
That he's an angel who stole the Devil's wings,
And at night tries to grab you when you sleep.

I tried so hard to bite my tongue,
It seemed like i was the only one,
Who could reveal his hidden past,
And he's counting on the fear to last.

He doesn't know that I'm strong,
And I refuse to let him bring me down.
He thinks I'm blind but I can see,
What he's trying to do to me.

Now what am I supposed to do?
As I try to break through,
All those barriers I've put up in my mind,
That I've always tried to hide behind.

Tear it down, tear it down,
Tear it down, brick my brick.
Tear it down, tear it down,
Until they're all one inch thick.
So I can breathe in my soul,
And know I'm not alone.

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The breeze in the air cools the sweat on my face,
It's the deep plunge before the battle of rage.
Too many times have I ran in disgrace,
The time has come to break out of this cage.

Take a deep breath put your armour on,
You'll be living in fear until the battle is won.
The despair in your chest sounds within,
The silence of it all shows it's time to begin.

Don't clsose your eyes just draw your sword,
Clear your mind before you go.
Raise your shield to the wind,
Just in time to block the blow.

Weapons swing in every which way,
The blood of the mighty who fell to its game.
Singing along to the battles forte,
Few are the lucky not forced to play.

Fierce warriors set ablaze,
The fire spread among the clouds.
They found no heart within the beast,
Just a sacrificial crown.

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With a soft brushstroke,
Serenity overthrows,
The rainiest days.

The mixing hues seem,
Like they'll carry me away,
Through the mud and rain.

When our time runs out,
Our hopes and prayers defeated,
Copying our past.

Our thoughts fly away,
And leave us with the pieces,
Of our broken path.

When you're all alone,
They beauty demands the touch,
Of an artist's soul.

Heart and soul vanish,
As painting dreams grasps my thoughts,
And my mind is lost.

With these rainy days,
My thoughts wonder right to you,
The man in the past.

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Break in my heart,
Show me what love means,
And hide the pieces,
In your promise land.

Never cause me any pain,
When you're half a world away,
You still hit me like a meteor,
Crashing into the earth.

"You've ruined my plans" never sounded so sweet,
As you brushed the hair from my cheek,
And darling, you could set me free,
But please, do it carefully.

A god among men,
And yet I've caught your eye,
I'm living in a dream,
If only I could fly.

"You've ruined my plans" never sounded so sweet,
As you brushed the hair from my cheek,
And honey, you've got the keys,
So please, drive me crazy.

Not too soon had I found,
What had been holding me down,
I've spent all my time alone,
Now won't you call me your own.

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How many trees has this wind touched?
Caressing leaves as it says its goodbyes,
Passing through sun and meadow, grove and shadow.
Where now does it fly?

Where were these painted skies born?
The clouds littered across a blue canvas with the stroke of a brush,
Forever billowing along with a soft breeze.
Only existing as a distant water's glancing hush?

What changes has this wise tree seen?
Love, hate, kindness, compassion, luck,
Spreading its roots ever deeper in the earth.
How is it different now, what stuck?

What time did this warmth arrive?
Its journey throught he heavens, beautiful, pure,
Seeping into my skin with a golden kiss.
Why here were you lured?