So close to leaving it all behind.
Almost stopped loving, in the end impossible
But, in a tired hazed,
Wondering with no aim ,
Hearing that tune once more
It revels the feelings still stagnant.
Remembering what this symbol means,
Isolating pain that seldom lays dormant.
Forcing away anger from the surrounding world,
recalling that things were once good,
that he once felt close,
felt like this.
It will never be the same again.
Now is time to grow strength.
Not fight for petty things,
Needing no kind of love,
Just power.
Craving no higher honor,
Than to be adored.
Left with no wise direction,
Its jump to fly,
Or fall and meet the deadly abyss.
There is no joy in life without independence,
So throwing logic in the air,
Taking the wild leap,
Not forgetting, never forgetting,
But, empowering oneself to survive,
Hoping not to be alone in the end.
