yearning for a blooming reality,
I have come to be.
Healing is painful
breaking away from life's lull
My heart is now silent.
For all the words that have been said
A debt is still left unpaid
Fooled twice, I am at fault.
To laugh or to cry
to fight or to try
this demon of the past reappears.
Horizons crossed, a non treaded path,
A puppet in the hands of faiths wrath
yet not forlorn, I let it be.
I have come to be.
Healing is painful
breaking away from life's lull
My heart is now silent.
For all the words that have been said
A debt is still left unpaid
Fooled twice, I am at fault.
To laugh or to cry
to fight or to try
this demon of the past reappears.
Horizons crossed, a non treaded path,
A puppet in the hands of faiths wrath
yet not forlorn, I let it be.
