Life is all but a shadow is the dead of night
Darkness smothering and cold surrounds you
The past is what you hold onto so in the darkness you’ll remain
Flickers of light
...
What is white?
A pure soul,
The beginning or the end,
The color of angel wings,
...
An air of sleep descends
And my nightmares begin
All the secrets that I hold
And all the lies I've told
...
Deep, dark, rich, ruby, red,
Blood
Staining the clean, white, pure, cloth
Caused by you
...
I'm waiting for one last sunrise
Before I create my own demise,
I brought a knife along
And,
...
The sunrise fills you
with a sense of calm
the oranges, pinks, reds, and purples
swirl in perfect harmony
...
The tale of a soul forgotten and ignored
Her screams where not heard
The blood not seen
The bruises covered
...
Depressions End
Life is all but a shadow is the dead of night
Darkness smothering and cold surrounds you
The past is what you hold onto so in the darkness you’ll remain
Flickers of light
You can see now
After unwanted help
Hope has been endured
It’s unlike anything you’ve ever had, felt or believed
Instead of being in the shadow you’re out in front
That dark world you claimed to live in
Is now one of sunshine, and stars
Your past is no longer cared for just a distant memory
Only the present, now
And sometimes a thought for the future
Your heart is soaring, racing, and happy at last