May 2012
You were that hope in a dark atmosphere,
You became my world, my light
My universe,
The shadows were leaving me.
Too good to be true? Yes. Well,
Denial was easier
And when I burst into flames
I burnt and burnt and now
Those burns are tattoos, they mean something
I can’t let go, do I blame you?
Do I blame me? I blame no one
Keep on a mask, for sadness isn’t forgiven
Continuous denial, fake lifestyles
Is more forgiven andÂ
forgotten than anything
Because speaking up, as I’ve learned
Causes burns.
“The spark, the shot to the heartYou are the hope that leads me out of the darkYou let Your love shine downSo that the world could see,You put the light in me”