I can see the spark dying,
So I begin to walk away,
I have been in the cold far way too long,
Maybe, The fire will light up again,
Maybe, I will never know.
All i know is that i will miss your warmth.
For I didn’t understand what was wrong
I wept again,
For not understanding my own self.
I was numb,
And it didn’t matter if I was wrong anymore.
My thoughts for it was not worth it to ponder.
I got up,
With courage I did not realise that I even had.
I walked out,
Of the cage that i built in my mind.
You have a hold on me.
Spinning my mind off,
Heart beating faster,
Fogging of my eyes,
I lose out control,
You own me.
Tiny music of your soul beckons me,
The winter blues fade into nothing,
A glimpse of summer in december.
Neither do I believe in heavens,
Nor in any sort of hells,
But I do believe that after we die,
Our souls will definitely travel by
The world falls upon me,
So heavy, Yet I outlive it,
Piece by piece fixing life.
You should know where you stand,
Or perhaps in someone’s heart,
It might feel like you’re on a cloud,
But you could really be standing on nothing,