To Mend

The face reminded me of a much better place than here.

Alive, it shinned for me through my darkness and fear

but oh, how it flew away

with autumn leaves in the wind.



Too much is never enough,

the crave is still in me.

Addiction to bandage the lies you told me.

There's no need to pretend,

this is how it is.



Faith has become my enemy;

keeping me from lies.

Truth, as if it all were a dream.

It will never wear on youth

or ever banish my dreams

But when I look in my own eyes:

reassurance of my fall to endless sleep.



You want to know what this creates?

Well, come on in.



We couldn't mend the beyond impaired,

moving through the impossible

to never shine just like we did before.



We couldn't mend the beyond impaired

or make it through the impossible

but can we shine just like we did

before?



The colors faded,

demised the sunshine in a world that we created

and it can never be the same anymore.

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