If I lose it all here, I did the best I could do and that never changed.
If I lose it all here, this is the hell I walked through and I was never afraid.
My head believes with my heart and I can't separate the space, with feelings there's no wait. If I lose it all here, I still won't be afraid. Just lose some sleep but my dreams never kept the peace
If I lose it all here, there is no shape to hold all the pieces I'm about to break, and I'm about to break
Save you, save us, I don't even want to save myself, take my colors and say I have no dream. Take everything thing from my cold dead hands and you still won't have created a thing.
There is no star worth the scars, a few here, a few there I kept looking back thinking I'd see you there.
I stopped looking back because there's nothing new there.
Nice Metaphor
good write