When darkness looms the flowers are never in full bloom
For days on end I’ve been trying,
Holding on to a past with no future
In this story for I to be the hero,
I have to be the antagonist
Sometimes you just have to let go,
To get the new catch.
She had a delicate heart,
And I tore it all apart,
Oblivious of how much it hurt.
Now I’ve been running from myself,
From the guilt that I can’t live with.
But it’s okay for I have found my paradise,
It is here with my new catch