A flower blooms into the shadows
of a far forgotten cry
leans a memory on my shoulder
".....please don't die....."
All so frail my conciousness,
i gaze into the crimson sky
and wish
".....none was a lie....."
A group of walls keeps me from leaving
my past, my life, my joy and sorrows
all will break, a fall will follow.....
Come and take my hand,
as cold as it is and promise me
promise me you won't leave
and i will believe.....
as i always did.....
~Awake me from a silent nightmare
if i sink more within it
with a whisper of assurance.....
i am weak to stand alone
even if i face the storms.....
the soul dries worse day after day
and no healing came into it's way~
i fell and i have gone too far
~in the unknown~
