Everyday, hate forgets to find me,
Like He forgets to know me,
The sky, only blue when the sun shows face,
turns grey and forgets when she falls from her place,
So He lives, asleep to how I move,
And I move, awake to how he lives.
If his memory would fall from my heart,
I only pray my heart would not fall from his memory.
Though I know, in the same way the water is displaced in the river,
He holds nothing forever.
In constant flux, only real when together.
So as hate forgets to find me
And hope forgets to claim me
I live in pursuit of my own pain
Charred in my desire, that ever burning fire.
To simply forget
His Name
Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 9:55 AM UTC
Everyday, hate forgets to find me,
Like He forgets to know me,
The sky, only blue when the sun shows face,
turns grey and forgets when she falls from her place,
So He lives, asleep to how I move,
And I move, awake to how he lives.
If his memory would fall from my heart,
I only pray my heart would not fall from his memory.
Though I know, in the same way the water is displaced in the river,
He holds nothing forever.
In constant flux, only real when together.
So as hate forgets to find me
And hope forgets to claim me
I live in pursuit of my own pain
Charred in my desire, that ever burning fire.
To simply forget
His Name
