The hour falls too late for seeing now the faults of the past.
One can not rewind, go back or effect any change of the old and known...
We are supposed to look forward with a smile,
regardless the tragedy that may sit hard upon your heart..
Who cares to coddle when one needs to crumble,
They only care to share if their design is intertwined...
But can't you see by simply holding me while I shatter you reshape,
and with that instill a new hope that rekindles the dying fire of hope.
I am not the hardened shell you dance and make merry with,
I am not the simple girl with tender heart upon her sleeve.
I have combined so as not to be left behind.
For in those shadows I dare no longer dwell,
else they consume my soul in total eagerness.
I stand naked in fear from light to dark,
never knowing beginning to end and always with hate for stage burning hotly.
Why do you leave me here, uncovered and wilting in the weary world?
Can I not be forgiven?
If I sought a gift of gold from any, it would be of forgiveness and second, Peace.
Might I know them fully in my soul before the earth reclaims my simple remains.
I want to rage, I want to fight, But I wish for love, I wish for light,
Come quickly and bring back my bright, my view, my last battle of will and why.
I call you, I crave you, Silence no, I beg in thee mercy,
Leave me not here to die in your dark memory
I fight you every day in this strife
Never letting you take hold of that knife...over my heart held.
You shall not sway, shall not simper,
and so I try hard never to whimper...
I let the dance of ice begin,
Frozen in place smile of ease and lie to eye..
Take hold, make all cold..and drift.
Drift into my darkness, my heart , my fallen fellows perished without forgiveness.
Such a trifle...such simple words with extraordinary meaning,
Yet I crave them as the body crave water, as your soul seeks shelter and your heart, home. Left wanting,.....always wanting.
One can not rewind, go back or effect any change of the old and known...
We are supposed to look forward with a smile,
regardless the tragedy that may sit hard upon your heart..
Who cares to coddle when one needs to crumble,
They only care to share if their design is intertwined...
But can't you see by simply holding me while I shatter you reshape,
and with that instill a new hope that rekindles the dying fire of hope.
I am not the hardened shell you dance and make merry with,
I am not the simple girl with tender heart upon her sleeve.
I have combined so as not to be left behind.
For in those shadows I dare no longer dwell,
else they consume my soul in total eagerness.
I stand naked in fear from light to dark,
never knowing beginning to end and always with hate for stage burning hotly.
Why do you leave me here, uncovered and wilting in the weary world?
Can I not be forgiven?
If I sought a gift of gold from any, it would be of forgiveness and second, Peace.
Might I know them fully in my soul before the earth reclaims my simple remains.
I want to rage, I want to fight, But I wish for love, I wish for light,
Come quickly and bring back my bright, my view, my last battle of will and why.
I call you, I crave you, Silence no, I beg in thee mercy,
Leave me not here to die in your dark memory
I fight you every day in this strife
Never letting you take hold of that knife...over my heart held.
You shall not sway, shall not simper,
and so I try hard never to whimper...
I let the dance of ice begin,
Frozen in place smile of ease and lie to eye..
Take hold, make all cold..and drift.
Drift into my darkness, my heart , my fallen fellows perished without forgiveness.
Such a trifle...such simple words with extraordinary meaning,
Yet I crave them as the body crave water, as your soul seeks shelter and your heart, home. Left wanting,.....always wanting.
