In the sunshine, with the bright sky, everything feels alright.
When you’re thriving, not just surviving, i’m just existing in a world of black and white.
where’s the color? I lost the bright lights, i’m following the echoes of a voice that sounds like home,
and i can hear it, bouncing off the walls here, i am searching for the sound to follow to get back to my soul.
-I don’t remember, i don’t recall, what it’s like to feel anything at all. I don’t recognize this force that i’ve become. I’m not afraid, I’m not defeated, i’m not ready to run, all i can feel is numb.
—Starry night filled skies, my eyes shining in the moonlight, everything seems quite alright.
when you’re full of passion and mystery, not just existing, in an empty life.
where’s the fire, where’s the madness? Wheres the fury, strength and passion?
where tomorrow is irrelevant and yesterday’s distant, and i only care about right here right now.
—-who tore my wings out from my back, who put the fire out? Who closed my eyes, and left me reaching with my arms out? Who stole the stars out of my sky, and cut my neck to bleed my dry, of all the hope, all the life, all the courage i had dreaming in my mind, oh what’s it gonna take for me to pull out of this grave? Oh what’s it gonna take form me to rise above this pain? I know it was the hopelesness inside, that took the reins from my sweaty hands, and led me to this place, it led me to face myself every day
