It's time to come to terms
With the past things I've learned
How the hurt and pain
Affects people in so many ways
How you think you'll surpass the storm

The everlasting damage 

From the lightning striking 

Wait let's not move too far ahead

Because surviving the storms rage

Is all part of the first act in the play

Well guess what I'm trying to say

Is that the blood we gave 

To make it to the place we made

Was a way to create 

A haven somewhere to escape 

Reflect on the past decisions

The hurt and pain it comes in visions

All the incisions 
were encrypted, into my skin

To remind me of the scars you made

All of the mistakes I'd make

The ones I could never shake

So I inflicted pain 

For all the rage I'd face

Stuck in a constant state of hate

Lost in space, caught in a cage

Stole the innocence and grace 

that is what I gave to pave my way

Into the future, I'd create.

©2017 Written By Benji James