Rekindled
Rekindled
Sunken, rekindled; redefined
Remind me of something, before I find
It’s always a cycle, in my pain
Began at nothing, begin again
Over my nightmares, through these walls
Within the ashes I am called
One more commandment I must write
Within the plague of my respite
Broken recordings stuck on pause
Of all that’s around me and who I was
The silence refracting this damaged mind
Reflections are choosing my design
Seething within me, in every breath
An understanding of what is left
And through this knowledge comes lost things
I now feel the silence that you sing
Suddenly nothing becomes what’s right
Witnessing lifetimes within a night
And now what is true reveals my pain
A dying interest for personal gain
The newest revision to my wounds
Defining the vision that now blooms
Through the darkness comes the sun
A climbing perspective to what will come
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2009
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