The infinite imagination is filling our silent dreams,
While our preoccupation is featured in our screams,
Inside the wounded hearts of our mind's eyes,
We see through the darkness that lives beyond the lies...
We have become one, and bound to each other,
Whether it be within, or without one another,
It can be killing a circulation that lies inside our veins,
Yet, managing to survive the exclamation, we still remain...
Become trapped amongst the ruins of all the decay,
Stumbling upon the forbidden city of heaven, to borrow a day,
Living and breathing, all the beauty amidst the sorrow,
Consuming and inhaling the wastelands of tomorrow...
Shadows creeping along, while the courage is being driven,
We will be beating the bleeding, and motivating the living,
Born to us a gratitude and a solid glance at pure love,
As a wind blows beneath the broken wings of that chance dove...
Flying high is she, now, along with my melancholy heart,
Freedom and solitude combine to strengthen wings stretched apart,
A single torn seam is now mended when one feels sad,
But a silent smile can be heard even through all the bad...
Breathe it in deeply, and we must heal all those open wounds,
To cause a beautiful affection to be as a means of making ammends,
I will love you today, tomorrow, always, and of course, forever,
So forget not, forsake not, and whatever you decide; never say never...