I seem to find myself searching for answers to questions I never thought I’d ask again
Because I thought I already found them
But any visage of it simply flies away without so much as a whisper or a silence to begin
Time and distance heals the seldom rue to make it all better
And yet why is yesterday too near to forget and tomorrow too far to remember

Walking on a path no one else dares tread feels like slowly a torture
For what does one do when the only choice was more painful than never
Dreams can only come true so many a time
But not mine, for they were mere illusions and can only be seen as nothing more than a crime

Often we linger too much on the grief and suffering
But only because for a moment we thought nothing else for was worth fighting
I would choose to give up everything for something so ideal and noble
Even if it meant being alone, forever haunted by the memories of my battle

Mere words could no more convey what is in my heart than the earth could bring heaven and hell together
They only diminish them amidst the vestiges of the mind
Yet we still try so hard to say the things that could never be said
Only to be heard by the deaf and seen by the blind

How could something so wrong could have ever felt so right
How long does it take to wait for a lifetime when forever is not even enough
Enough to be seen, to be heard, to be loved
Was it so wrong to hope, to hold on, to keep and to never forget what could have been the only
Lest fate and circumstance did not permit, fooled by vanity

The heavens know I’ve held on no longer
For what seemed like an eternity was nothing more than a time to sober
Though life in its niche I am still but a child, I know this much was true
That I fell so many times
But it was always with you