Life isn't easy,
our love wasn't strong,
peace isn't bravery,
its like a song,
The dark shadow awaken my dreams,
open my eyes to help me see,
let my poems burn, and let the birds sing,
because without his love, there is no me,
Emptiness began to fill my head,
made my heart weerey, left my thoughts dead,
i heard a calling, a misereable scream,
a razor awakening, the devils deed.
I went to go grab it, a voice told me no,
was it a thought? or someone i know...
the spirits awakened, took over my hands,
put down the blade, and give life a chance
"life is unbarable", the others agree,
without a fear in the world, and eyes to see,
they said it was easy, it would pass at once,
they failed to tell me, or didnt have the guts,
i told the birdie, spread out her wings,
hidden beneath feathers, her soul was weak,
burn the poems, let nobody see,
keep your eyes open, for he sneaks.
The brown eyed snake, who cursed and swore,
left marks on her skin, and a lock on her heart,
no madder how hard, her wings they were broken,
ever since then, she has no spoken,
a young boy, however, seen her struggle,
helped heal her wing, he was so humble,
after a while, she learned to fly,
forgetting the past, and saying goodbye...
now let it sink in,
now let your mind wonder,
was it a tragity, or a romance novel?
reread it again, but in a new perspective,
makes more sense now? or doesnt it?