Once again I blink my eyes
\nOpen my mouth to speak
\nThe lips move naturally
\nBut the words are far away<\/p>\n
Clouded is my mind from fear
\nBurnt is my heart from anger
\nThe two things I always avoid
\nCome back together for their final kill
\n
\nJust when life was perfect
\nThe tides ebbing and flowing
\nAll there was a sunshine
\nAnd fear came to fore<\/p>\n
I neglected it, this fear
\nI let it grow within
\nAnd soon it started calling
\nAnd embers started to glow<\/p>\n
This fear controlled me
\nAnd this started the decay
\nSo the fear shouted, this world is evil
\nAnd I believed
\nAnd I shouted back at the world, seeing evil
\nAnd the world fueled my fear<\/p>\n
Until one day there was no world
\nAnd there was darkness
\nAnd my only light was consumed
\nBy the anger left behind<\/p>\n
I search now, for a glow
\nThe heart consumed by darkness
\nCome and set me free
\nFor there is nothing left of me<\/p>\n
Now I walk in darkness
\nGuided by this fear
\nFind me before I am gone
\nSet me free, whatever is left of me<\/p>\n
I want to expel it all. Start over.
\nNo fear and no anger.
\nFind my way home
\nI just don\u2019t know where I am
\nShow me the way, set me free
\nOf my fear
\nLead me to your world
\nI will make it mine
\nFor the world that I was in
\nIs left long behind<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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