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This is what I think when life gets hard; am I deserving enough to have a happy life? |
The black forest, black embers and my black eyes. The shrill sounds of these perpetual gray skies Hear my sighs and take me away This night is long; your forgiveness is my day Hear me through these black clouds of ravens I don’t want to lose my wings, before I could fly to heavens. I want to keep walking on this thread hanging in the air. Tell the winds to be still, shield me from the thunder’s cold glare. Make me strong enough to be worthy of your salvation. A wisp of your mercy would be my redemption. Just try to find me once, through these black clouds of ravens. I don’t want to shatter and lose myself in these dark oceans. I know I am just like a dead dry autumn leaf And your tree is an emerald green with life, perseverance and belief But don’t let this malicious gale take me away, not yet. In the silvery winters till the spring, no matter how undeserving I get. Don’t let me wither away to oblivion before I could turn green Punish me to my atonement until then, somewhere I can’t be seen Till my ceaseless tears become beads of my prayers Till the rainbows have sprouted from the waterfalls of my fears. Don’t take me to the perished city born from my mistakes Don’t let me fall in the arms of demons when this thin ice breaks Don’t let go Don’t let go Just save me once from these black clouds of ravens. And build a bridge, from my inescapable hells to my unreachable heavens. |