Engulf my subtle ways
Star gazed patterns travel over the transparent layer
We aren’t exiles
And if God.
He’s not to be reckoned with
All our hearts have been broken
Unto the dead bodies roting away slowly in their graves
A sign, generations will one day meet again!
Looking over us in sorrow
The jealous heart of a king!
And we find a temporary escape into things that will never make us happy in the end
Demand to be seen
We alter our minds with things made by man!
Lured into false hope, by your own fault!
Left with a broken heart!
We continue to search
Choose not to stay in awe by our own mistakes
But in awe, when we first learn to love ourselves
Refusing for everyone to live in ruin
Always bank on overcoming your own struggles
And back up will lead right behind you
Hard surface that you’ve landed on
Will only become a grave or a foundation
Can you feel a sign that I resign in you…..