The glory of the last stolen moment,
And the wreckage of the same,
Still awaits your unneeded comment
That defines single nature’s double name.
No visible scars to the human eye
Yet the human heart can sense it well
All that was said previously is a lie
The worlds large spaces run parallel.
A constant tear between me and myself
To either improve or destroy my being
‘Cause history doesn’t fail to repeat itself,
But, if only the pride of our seeing.
I am a wreck just like you
I accept it as openly as can be
I am a witness to the exhumed few
Unknown worth has no loss in thee.
Graciously I fall like a glass building that breaks
Or as proud as the mighty ship that sinks
The pain touches the flesh, thus the soul awakes
I come out stronger like the lightning that stinks!
Solemnly I state, I make a beautiful wreck
Doesn’t matter what you think so
Feels like I have a hand instead of a deck
Yet I stay in secret, this you know, I know!