Emotions stirring from a
wind that has brought back
a pain that had been lost
amongst my sorrow.
Forever, wishing you
would walk away just
waiting to see the iced
walls of tommorow.
I can't laugh in the face of
your shameful destruction
and I cry at the wounds
that are left open.
Lucid apparitions of
what used to be twist
burn and speak forth
from my imagination
So monstrous I turn
to find your arms, I
cannot bear to face
my own creation.
This is when I melt.
This is when I cry.
this is when I fall away.
That reflection, I stare
at. That is not my own
she's a happy lie who
stares back from my mirror
Lost to your anger a
victim who has lost all
hope in flying, lost in
all her filtered terror.
Ensanquined wrists of
crimnson are not without
regret. Left with only a
tale of a love , a lie.
It is all my illusions that
keep me from myself.
imagination, keeps me
awake, I promise not to cry.
This is when I break
this is when I scream
this is when I bleed
this is when I fall Away
