"You thought I was dead,
But I still live upstairs.
Inside your heart I will be,
Still alive
Still alive!"

And so it starts again,
The deviation of my hopes.
From light to darkness.
They take, take and take.
With no remorse.
They cause me pain,
And act ignorant to their actions.
Like flies chasing dirt,
They follow without reason.
Never letting me have what I chose
Or even giving me the chance to.
To find happiness, peace
And love
Suffocating me in the cruel cycle that is pain.

Fragile like glass,
Tender as rain .
Beautiful like sunset,
Graceful as the Swan.
Her smile can heal the sick,
If the diseased is me.
But there's distance between us,
At least 10 feets.
A mountain to climb,
Up here in my mind.
My wings are damp,
And my leg are tired.
I cannot fly,
Neither can I run.
So would you help me up,
Close the distance as you walk.
Stretch your hand and take my heart.

Her eyes like stars staring through my soul,
Her lips painted purple, moves with angelic grace.
Her fingers gifts created by the gods,
A figure from my dreams.
Her voice though unheard by me,
I know it's the definition of beauty
What is her name?
Will I ever know
Will I be courageous enough,
To ask.
Or will I live with this regret for the rest of my life
Will her fragile and delicate frame
Hunt my dream
I do not know,
I really do want to talk
But I can't.
Cause she'll be the one that got away
Even before she came,
Close to me.