Branded

Wasted breath, an ounce of pain Storming in with thunderous rage Denial, post wrath of oblivious lies Imbecility moments, gestures captured and tide Only the disheartened will know… Swing in from the depths of your mind Nothing left to capture, heed to time Ravaged, broken, solace no more We know anguish, we keep the score Only the disenchanted will know… Bring forth, raise us from the black seed Guide us out of the darkness, set us free We know the torment, we hold so close Lower your hands grasp on and hold Only the amiable will know… Luminous, radiant, peaceful, and celestial Darkness strangles the tenebrous soul Balancing to hold on, rocking to and fro Shrouded in pessimistic thoughts, I let go Only the meek and unpropitious know…