The angel wings flutter in the afternoon wind
The gentle flowers of an early spring
Ah, they never smelled sweeter
The clock ticks away at their life
Yet they seem so happy
I wonder why that is?
The demons inside start stirring
The trees sway to the trembles of the war
This perfectly silent day
Carries me away
Daydreaming in the clouds of my own little world
Yet I’ll never see what’s truly there
My heart won’t stand for it
Darkness stabs at my foolishness
Light brings me to my senses
A war on such a wonderful day?
How could that be?
Words in the shadows of my heart
Darkness that should never be touched
God please lead me
Be the love I never had
Let me dance in your warm embrace
The demons still hurt me
My heart still reaches out to you
The silent cry the world all sings
“God where are you?”
All hands stretched out
Only our souls know of the battle raging on
Our emotional battleground
Ready your swords
Never a moments rest
Keeping in rhythm with the beats of my heart
My blood keeps flowing
My nerves can’t keep still
Left, right, doge, go
A peaceful day
For a world with no peace
“So where should we go today?”
Says a girl with a troublesome heart
A shield that’s been broken-in
A bow that’s about to crack
Armor that will break at the next blow
“I can’t keep doing this…”
Eyes closed and oblivious to what I’m doing
I hope I can survive another day…
“God, why am I so stupid…”
A small grin
A sunset that’s singing me good-night
I wish I could fall asleep here
The stress of life hurts
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Wait… what was the rest?
It seems I keep forgetting what’s important
I feel like I’m falling apart…
In battle armor
In my Sunday best
I’m a complete fool
When will I ever learn…?
A scar that keeps getting deeper
Broken hearts scattered behind me
More to be broken in front of me
“Such a fool…”
Yet I keep doing what I do best
Can I break these chains that chain me to the depths of hell?
Can I break free of the weight of the world?
It seems like I keep hurting it instead of saving it
I’ve twist my childhood dreams
Into something disgusting
Can I finally change it?
I guess you could call me “Lazy”
Please, you’re too kind
I deserve much worse
Such mercy you give me
It overwhelms this heart of stone
“Huh… why?… am I crying?…”
Please speak to me
Sing a song that will lead me through this war
Be my songstress
Be my commander
Be my guardian
Be the love of my life
The only thing I can turn to in this tiresome life
I can’t do this much longer
My breath is failing me
Lord… heal my fading soul
A king saving his fallen kingdom
Seems like a just another fairy tale
Yet here it is…
The falling embers awake in my tired eyes
The fires are brandished into a brain that wishes not to work
This is my final stand
“Can I fall asleep here in this meadow?…”
“Will I die here on this battlefield?”
No time to think
It’s either now
I can only imagine the world’s true heart
Yet the truth hurts
A broken blade
A broken spirit
Here’s my last stand
My first few steps in the right direction
Can I finally do something right?
Blood drips from my breathless mouth
Grass-stains on my plain white dress
Which one seems more real?
Eyes finally open
Can I be saved?
I may be nothing
Just another victim to soon fall into the devil’s hands
But I swear,
If I can do anything to help
To just be a small light
In this battlefield of darkness
Let me open up
And burn my soul
And be the hero I’ve so longed to be…
There she stood
Smiling into the last bits of the dying sunset
As she slowly walked back to her old mossy cottage
She could almost see the last bits of the embers
Swirling above her in an almost melancholic way
The memories of yesterday
Never seemed so beautiful
And the prospect of a new tomorrow
Never seemed more real
A distant world so far away
The earth seems to fall
Or maybe it is me who is falling
Far out into the open seas
Lights bursting in a million stars
A new life born
A sea in the sky brings me in
A ballroom of the most fantastic dancers
Dancing in the sky
A song so beautiful I can’t resist
Excitement fills me
I can hardly breathe
Pulled in by the current
Of so many raging hearts
A song of love
A song of hate
So many lives
Here in this world unknown
A dance that shall never end
A life that has yet to be lived
Let me join in
Let me be in it
Let me live in a way I never could
Let my words bring joy
My ways bring remembrance
Silently sinking deeper into the starry sea
For once I feel like I can breathe
I am alive
Emotions not my own awaken within me
I am finally free
A smile that once carried nothing
Carries the whole weight of the world
Let me hear the heart’s true song
Let me feel the soul’s true strength
Let me seeing life’s true light
Let me feel emotion’s last cry
Let me escape into the sky above and below me
Let my song be what they dance to
Don’t let them forget it
“Lost but never forgotten”
This is me
I watch and wait
For the clock to chime it’s hourly tune
A sweet fantasy book lies right next to me
I want to read it so badly
Yet something holds me back
I guess I just want to take this time,
And just try and understand my own story
After diving into so many
I’ve almost forgotten mine
What is my story?
What kind of character am I?
Yet even in a book,
I know I would be no one
Maybe a side character
There one chapter
Gone the next
Nobody would care
It’s the main character they’re all interested in
The hero who will live to the very end
I, who will probably die like the rest of them,
Why can’t I be the main character?
Brave and courageous
The one who gets out of their small, little world
And become the amazing protagonist they are
I wish I could do that…
Empty, inky wishes fill my mind
A world full of colors
Made from the darkness of black
I wonder what lies inside
Is it a story of heart?
A story of glory?
Or maybe a story of death?
The same clichés over and over
I never grow tired of them
Isn’t life just like that?
I guess I’ll never know…
Another chapter done
Another hour gone
Will this ever end?
Do I want this to end?
Is it really that bad to want what they have?…
My questions are already answered
Still I ask
Yet it’s still the same response every time
The same ones those many books have taught me
“The power of friendship!”
“Never give up!”
“I’ll never let you down!”
Why can’t you be truthful?
Why must you lie to me?
A fantasy that I wish were real
Is it really so bad to dream?
Where do I belong?
In a world that’s just for me
Why don’t I belong even in there?
The clock keeps ticking
Soon it will be time
A princess waiting in her tower
A slave in her cell
Which sounds more colorful?
A sweet prince who will stop at nothing
To prove his true feelings
A deceitful friend
Who will stop at nothing to prove how wrong you were
Which one sounds more interesting?
Unanswered riddles litter my life
How did this happen?
An oblivious dreamer
An obvious cliché
I live in a world that couldn’t care less
For the hero
Who will crush the heart of the brave
Who will hurt us before our journey even begins
Or is this a lie as well?
It’s hard to know
With no words as my guide
No maps or mind reading of the heart
How could I survive?
Is it really that terrible?
Or am I just over thinking things again…
Tears flow out of my tired blood shot eyes
Eyes closed to the outside world
Why does this illusion seem so much more real?
The bright sunlight warms my cold beating heart
Tick tock tick
It keeps in rhythm with the little bit of time I have left
Drifting off to sleep again,
I hope this isn’t my last time
I want to meet those people again
See that world I could never see
Even if for only a moment
My heart beat is slowly fading away
The beats going faster and faster than the clock could ever count
My story is almost over
Yet, was there even anything to write about?
My last dream…
That I got to see my friends once again
My ink-stained friends…
My ink-filled life…
My inky world…
Drip drop drip
Goes the ink pen
Yet soon it will stop
And I’ll have to leave the little bit of hope I had
I’ll be brave
Just like those many heroes
I’ll say my last good-byes
And wish them all farewell
I guess they wouldn’t know that
Because how can I tell them that,
When I’m just as fake as they are?
Just another ink-stained girl
With no image or color
Just your imagination
Will I survive?
Will I die?
It’s in your hands now
We all know how it’s going to end
I’m already gone
This story is at its end
So I guess…
This really is my final…