This Runs Through A Prayer Upon Arrival
What color is the light of harmony underneath this darkened sky?
Burning bridges and broken hearts,
suffocation has never felt this good
Why do pasts leave heart shaped holes in our chests?
I pray for this sky to open up to see a different view
Misspelled words never read so clear
There is a need for distance and separation from the truths held in our lives
Disfigured and mislead by what was held in the past
It hurts when wings emerge
The blood stains my back
When this all opens up will it wash the blood from beneath my eyes?
I pray for guidance to separate these thoughts
Forever has never felt this good to me
