Sinking ships, falling skies Quiet nights, intrusive lies The world has gone quiet in the past night I wonder what would happen after I see the light On the path to morning, I set my eyes On the verge of grace do I give the dice Because, my love, you could have told the truth You could have done many good things from the root You could have stopped just to check You could have thought with life you chose to wreck Imagine a world in which you are not an anomaly But this is truth, love—they will all leave me
If I hear a noise behind the sunken ship If I see your face in a small moment's slip How do I know that my eyes are not deceiving How do I make sure that my heart is forgiving? Because, they say that art if from a pained heart That words have to bleed so that you can start Darling, you could have chosen to stay You could have chosen to hear the side I'll say But you didn't, you chose to turn me away This is our story, the way it ended is astray And sometimes I try to stay away from my own memory Because joy, peace and light—they will all leave me
Have you even thought of what could have been? Have you even seen how your eyes lost that sheen? I loved you too much, that I see now I cherished you too well, to stop—tell me how We are two souls trapped in the pretense we call love Let me ask, lately, is it still me you're thinking of? Because now I know that we are not what we seem How the times we spent have been nothing but a dream But are they? Are you sure that that's all they are? Would you care if you are to leave me with a scar? Because I don't know how to let you go, really Like you, I suppose other things—they will all leave me
And it hurts—I would never try to hide it Goodbyes are the worst, the way hearts refuse to beat I could try to cling to better times just to stay sane But perhaps it will just prove to be just as mundane I could try to hold on just to keep myself alive The memories of old, I would try to survive But is that really living? I know it's not I look for justice and it seems kindness, I forgot Because now that you've truly revealed your face I wished I knew before, the tragedy that will take place Noe, I sit in the quiet night, surrounded by reverie Pain, sorrow, regret—they will all leave me
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So this is me coming to terms with all the emotions I felt way before this was written. Following the Olympus fiasco, this is me resolving to let go of the hurt, the anger, and the feeling of being victimized. I surrendered it all to forces that be and I hope I can still get justice, one form or another.
Perhaps, the only thing left to do now is to move forward.
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