This day is worth living.
This fight is worth fighting.
This hope is worth hoping.
What I walk away from
is not my master.
If it came down to life or death
would you even make a choice?
If it was tomorrow would you
see the today we've destroyed?
I feel like I've been here before
so many painful times.
Denounce, Denounce!
Denounce their cure.
It's worse than the disease
Deny, Disown,
Deny their disbelief.
left and claimed
one more lie to live.
With so many more
fears to cower in.
And I'll spill blood
in the abyss of tears.
Then spread my remains
on the battlefield.
I just keep telling myself
what I walk away from
(is not my master)
It's so true when they say
Sometimes you just gotta walk away
And never look back!
Hatred invokes the memories
that make the blood run cold.
Fear and sorrow push
us away from our true-self.
How can we face the world,
If we can't face the mirror?
How can we leave our past,
with blood on your hands?
Can we run away all our life?
Can we escape the punishment?
How many times can
we start it all again?
How many lies will it take
to cover the tracks?
No matter how far we go
those days are right behind.
The facade of a perfect life.
Cannot hide our perfect past.
(There is no escape)
©infj-loki
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