Living is easy with eyes closed

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 and 

forgotten than anything

Because speaking up, as I’ve learned

Causes burns.

“The spark, the shot to the heart
You are the hope that leads me out of the dark
You let Your love shine down
So that the world could see,
You put the light in me”