Friday, December 24, 2010

YOU

BEFORE THE HURT BEGAN, I BELIEVED MYSELF TO BE WHOLE
BEFORE THE PAIN BEGAN, I BELIEVED IN FAIRY TALES

BEFORE THERE WAS~ YOU WERE

WHEN MY THOUGHTS WERE INNOCENT, I BELIEVED IN MAGIC
WHEN MY HEART WAS YOUNGER, I BELIEVED IN MIRICALS

WHEN THERE WAS NOTHING~ YOU WERE

WITH MY FIRST BREATH, I BELIEVED IN IMORTALITY
WITH EACH PASSING DAY, I BELIEVED IN MANIFEST DESTANY

WITHIN~ YOU WERE

IN THE MIDST OF MY TURMOIL, I BELIEVED IN A DREAM
IN THE MIDST OF MY CONFUSION, I BELIEVED IN COMFORT

IN THE EYE OF THE STORM~ YOU WERE

RUNNING FROM CHAOS, I BELIEVED IN KEEPING PACE
RUNNING FROM CONFLICT, I BELIEVED IN RUNNING THE GOOD RACE

RUNNING WITH THE RIVER~ YOU WERE



BEFORE THE FAIRY TALES ENDED I COULD SEE NOTHING AND EVERYTHING

THE ALL SEEING EYE, BLINDED~ THERE YOU ARE

WHEN THE NEW CHAPTER OF MY LIFE OPENED, INNOCENCE WAS LOST AND MAGIC AND MIRICALS WERE NO MORE

THE BINDING ON THE BOOK OF LIFE SHREADED. ALL SPELL WERE REVEALED~ THERE YOU ARE

WITH DESTANY HIDDEN, IMORTAL BREATH WAS NO MORE

WINDED AND BREATHLESS ~ THERE YOU ARE

IN THE DYING DREAM THERE IS NO COMFORT. NO REST FROM MY TURMOIL. NO UNDERSTANDING TO BRING PEACE CONFUSION

BATTLE SCARED AND DISILLUSIONED~ THERE YOU ARE

RUNNING THE RACE DRAWS IN THE CHAOS, PREPETUATES THE CONFLICT AND DEADENS THE PACE

LISLESS AND DEADENED SPRIT~ THERE YOU ARE

THERE IS NO ESCAPING YOUR PLACEMENT. THERE IS NO DENYING WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN. THERE IS NO RESPITE, YOU ARE THE EVER MOVING FORCE OF IT ALL.

THE BRINGER OF NIGHTMARES THE DREAM RIPPER. THE PREDITOR OF HOPE. SURVIVING ON THE TEARS OF THE OPTIMISTIC.

WHERE THERE WAS ONCE LIFE LOVE SHONE THROUGH LIKE PARIDISE. BRINGING WITH IT ENDLESS SACRIFICE. A BLOOD LUST WHICH CAN NEVER BE QUINCHED.

TEARS EVENTUALLY DRY AND IN THEIR PLACE THEY LEAVE THE SALTY REMINDERS. COLLECTED IN THE RESIVOR ONCE RESERVED FOR LIFE AND LOVE.

CURSED ARE THE GREEDY OF HEART. DAMNED ARE THE VICTIMS WHICH LAY IN THE WAKE OF YOUR WORDS, YOUR RYTHIM AND YOUR MIND.

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