Familiar Faces

Familiar Faces

With broken hearts and broken wings,

I repair this happening,

With blood spread on the empty ground,

I take my fill of nector now,

Familiar faces I don't see,

Wrapping my insecurities,

Tightening their everlasting grip,

I fall on his maple ship,

Sorrow last,

Without words,

Painted blue on my mouth to shut me down,

With this heart,

I won't pass,

The reason of my being and reason of your words,

Waking up in a white room,

Filled with memories,

Touch of red and it spreads,

Like a disease in my arms,

Familar faces I don't know,

Wrap their arms around me,

Make me bleed, they don't see,

That thelines are deepening,

And till this day,

I still believe,

No matter if it passed,

That even with this open heart,

That my sorrow lasts