Escaped

Escaped from the shadows, (for a moment) I get to see the light, but once it’s all over, my heart will still belong to the night,

I’m a slave to the daylight, as I awake and bathe in the rays of the son,

I anxiously await the cool summer breeze, anomaly’s playing in the wind,

While the ways of the one, spark my interest once again, my thoughts begin to drift,

Away from the repetition and the daily routines, I think what does it all mean

Existing outside of the frame work, encoded by the architect, who’s in control

My heart is that of a fracture soul,

Divided into pieces and distributed as tender, rendered entry fees, to nowhere paid in full,

Still incapable of, seeing who I really was,

Memories become distorted by the hands of time,

While remembering I’m, just a fragment of my prime, represented in the present

Facsimiles spread all the way to the galaxy’s end, but knowing the search starts within,

Shedding light on what once was, while treading right on what shows love, we spend lifetimes searching for who knows us

In a place that’s forbidden, my heart grows shallow, I’ve been here before, it feels all too true, or is it just Déjà vu,

Escaped from the shadows, (for a moment) I get to see the light, but once it’s all over, my heart will still belong to the night,

The new day spawns new life, I place my faith in what’s to come, as I step outside into the light,

Well beyond my safe haven, the comfort of the night,

Bumping elbows with the unforgiven, living with no peace in sight

Wondering if your belief is right, not know all you need is sight,

A vision to guide you on way, to a place where the doves play,

I try my best to avoid strangers, and stay on the lookout out for danger, while I reminisce in the city of angels,

My heart races at a pace that I can’t sustain, and at this point, all I can think is no more pain,

Thoughts of past embraces begin to cloud judgment, thinking of what is, and what truly wasn’t,

Quite as it seemed, we rise and we fall, but only time and time only tells it all,

Memoirs of the reborn,

sworn to secrecy by the ashes of the phoenix,

Unweathered agreements, seeded in previous revisions, tell stories of benign beginnings,

shattered circadian rhythms, that define my persistence,

My eyelids grow heavier than before

A tax levied in order to seize the day, but I believe I’ll stay,

In a place that’s forbidden, my heart grows shallow, I’ve been here before, it feels all too true, or is it just Déjà vu,

Escaped from the shadows, (for a moment) I get to see the light, but once it’s all over, my heart will still belong to the night,