I’ve lived once on the edge of dawn
Where blue skies unborn turn & weep
Forever I stayed there alone
Just praying you would let me sleep
Beyond the mist where words resound
To remind of what we once had
A heart’s now buried in the ground
One of us dying, the other dead
In dreams, we seemed to be much more
Without a reason to awake
But everything we’ve had before
Is steps we never dared to take
Old paths unclear, new never paved
A kingdom lost in winters deep
For all the dreams I’ve ever saved
I’d ask you just to let me sleep
In my own cell, without a sky
Condemned to feel no love, no touch
& I won’t even ask you why
But I’ll still feel I’ve asked too much
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The prodigal son returns – good to see you writing again, brother! I’ve absolutely missed reading your signature writes, and this gem is truly no different. “A heart’s now buried in the ground
One of us dying, the other dead” is absolute fire. Looking forward to reading more!
thanks, man.. I’m in this completely static phase when it comes to writing, that’s why I don’t come here that often.. but will try to.. 🙂
Kind of makes me picture a snowy forest. I feel cold when reading and that’s exactly what makes me want more. Welcome back man!
you can’t draw inspiration from Scandinavian metal expecting to write something that reminds of summer haha.. thanks, bro.. 🙂
Your absence it’s partly the reason behind my absence.
Nice to see you back. This was another gem!
i’ll try to be more active now, that’s for sure.. thanks, man 🙂