Burning Out of the Dark

Burning out of the dark, I will escape this vengeance that has took a hold of my heart. Days lost, days cold, kept up in Harlem with a life so bold. Stuck in the teardrop of redemption, I bleed for your exemption. The shadows all over me, I want to run, I want to be set free. Tired of the nights and long, unwanted despair. I wish I had a candle of truth to guide me. I wish I had you there. Stubburn visions, stuck in a wearisome place of no procure. When I'm with you I am sure. Lost confidences raging up inside me. Why have I been so numb? I can't understand where I am coming from. Begged for redemption, but the waves took me under. Twisted, under grave starlight and ill fed fire. Black days being stuck in a viscious haze. I threw apart my pieces and came back to the start. Trying to find solid ground. I wish I wasn't so broken, wish I wasn't choken. Building up obligitories like the raging seas. I am searching for the right exit still. I must combust and lose all this rust and leave the world standing still. Words have come and gone and grown empty. My bitter soul called out for you. Why do you tempt me? Unjust waters filled my head. I'm living in a life of lost dread. Coming up from the banks of preservance, I will take my stake and live for the servants. Righteous clouds adjust my sail. I'm looking up into twilight, thinking I will prevail. No more undermining myself. I will take a step into the day and all the darkness will fade away.