The sound, as if coming from the earth itself.
It pierced my mind, awakening,
Something primal, indescribable.
I stared into the mirror, the image seemed to shift
With every glance, this wasn't right,
Nothing was, I knew there was, anything,
Something more, I had to find it.
I stare into the sun,
The only thing that makes sense anymore.
You wouldn't know the pain I faced when I had to go and leave it all behind,
You wouldn't know the agony when I walked away. It's hard to say.
The art of cruelty is a construct of rational beings.
To partake in life it's a cold cruel joke,
I will drink of this calamity.
Oh
Drink of this
Never-ending strife, straining at the yoke,
Breaking away and I'm running free.
As a chrysalis, evolving insects,
It doesn't matter to me.
Conflict of instinct,
Basic, afraid of what's next.
I'm sorry you had to find me like this.
Let me go.
Did I really want this?
You wouldn't know the pain I faced when i had to go and leave it all behind,
You wouldn't know the agony when I walked away. It's hard to say.
I stared into the mirror, the image seemed to shift
With every glance, this wasn't right.
The feeling of permanence
Is slipping and I welcome it
With a warm embrace.
I'll wait forever if you'll just come to me.