segunda-feira, 10 de novembro de 2014

Over

Thinking.
Now it's the time
To throw it all out
To pour some whisky
Not a sip, drink it up.
Now it's the time
To look at the courage
I did not have the heart to own.
Embrace it.
Power.
Move on, shall we?
Yes we shall.
This is the time,
My tears have to stop
No weakness
Just my heart.
This is what I want
Enough of hurting
I may second guess
I won't regret.
Thinking.
Once again,
Not like before
I am not the same
You've met, hang on.
The malt in my veins
Shall not be in vain.
How does it feel to be strong?
I can see no better time to know.
I'll figure it out
With or without you
The time is now.
Worrying is a need
It has got me this far.
Fearing is a sin,
I don't want anymore scars.
If this is what I have to do,
Let's bring it up.
I'll embrace my darkness
This is my better side.
Let the flames blow up
For this future unknown.
These ashes will wash away,
That's the rest of you in me
Circling the drain.
I could scream it out loud
But my soul just wants to blow it
Off and away
So it begins.
-x-

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