There’s such anarchy within,
There’s a war just waiting to begin,
Blindfold on, I forge ahead,
I wont retreat, I’ll fight instead.
Breath caught in my chest,
Trying to carry on like I know best,
I pray everyday for the arrival of change,
Being in my skin, now too feels strange.
I remember those long bed time stories,
Of witches, warlocks and pretty fairies,
What lies and false pictures we are fed,
The cause of the miserable lives we’ve led.
More like me, I’m sure there must be,
Hiding somewhere, or displaying their misery,
The bliss of ignorance now a lost pleasure,
Of the emptiness inside, there can be no measure.
Lives spent waiting for a knight,
Unaware, we’re in the Devils’s line of sight,
Falling in love with enemy head on,
Hearts broken, bruised and beyond.
Does everyone break the way I do?
Does pain spare even a few?
I see broken hearts in every corner,
Each one of us, our own mourner.
Twinkling eyes, now look dulled,
Emotions lie killed, senses lulled,
An elite club we make, don’t we?
Of ghosts, ghouls and zombies.
My brethren is the undead,
My companion dark dread,
But I still soldier on regardless,
The will to go on, relentless.
I promise myself one simple thing,
I’ll never take another in my wing,
Call it what you will, this heart is made of stone,
From this his time on, I fly alone.