Be careful about what you speak;

Watch it note for note.

Because sometimes, dear,

Unintentionally

A sharp tongue will cut its own throat

You're not afraid to be
Alone
When it's all you've
Ever known

Crazy, insane, she thought she was
And the asylum collapsed
As a dilapidated one does

The death too strong
The pain too near,
Yet at the funeral she cried not
one tear.

She met a boy,
with accent strong.
And his curly brown hair
seemed not too long.

With his crooked smile
And perfect teeth,
She could feel herself wavering,
Becoming weak.

They both had dark secrets
Yet told one another,
But only at the necessity
Of rescuing her brother.

Some time has passed
Yet she sees him again
the one she used to call her old
Boyfriend.

Was this a hallucination?
Some PTSD?
"Or is this him standing
in front of me?"

Waiting for you is divine intervention.  

Like waiting for the world to turn.
Like waiting for a comet to return.
Like waiting for a star to be born.
Like waiting for the planets to align.

But I know that, eventually, you'll be here.
And that's what keeps waiting.

I thought I was the only one that no one understood
But I found that words could touch me in a way he never could.

Undefeated and never ending
I just don't know what I'll do
So i go
To my room

There the silence is
So unbending and so unbreakable too
So I sing
In my room

Words of passion and words of hatred
Words of love so true
Echo loud
In my room

War is raging and footsteps pacing
in the morning at two
So I stay
In my room

In the pale moonlight
In the whispers of night
Are the dreams I hold in my hand

And I await the day
In the heavens array
That I may release them at God's command