Vestygian

Breaking through into the screen For nothing to conclude It lasts, and so? Unloving, I chose to oppose Though you claim us, unchained and free? Yet here I stand, everlasting and loving While here, I suppose, wilted and given While these hands tremble I'll search and find your miracle Blinding light Is it the end, or a tunnel? Endless blight Is it endurance, are we helpless? Yet, dare I choose to accept? It's dust in my dreams Remarking how a moment's breath drifts off without the wind And so the darkness crept up To rest beside our cursed heads And so, you spill your dreadfulness Dwindling from within How do you choose to burn so bright? How do you kindle a warmer future? A warm bright light enclosed Shade of myself indisposed So, I shall fade or rage Nurtured within your cage No escaping All along, I was you Watching, I burn In the dying of light, I burn blinding And how do you live with such malice? Suffered and calloused In the dying of light, I burn Blinding what you choose to see A different understanding Seared within a dream I was your rage Watchful from afar