it is here we have the now
it is the end that creates the beginning
it is chaos that enables love
it is pain that helps us grow
it is separation that builds character
it is the rain that calms the spirit
it is the night that makes us wonder
it is our dreams that allow us to escape
it is the beauty we seek
it is the destruction we allow
there can be no medium
no unity
except the now
the present
the answers to our troubles
the shadows beneath our feet
sheltered by angel wings
memories of a time before
when the angels were silent
when love was nothing but a desire
when reality was nothing more than a game
a mind game that only allowed a single individual to play
regardless
there were no rules
there was a time where rules did not matter
a time when the strangers were allies
we’d dance underneath the moon
and sing in the rain
enjoying simplicity
fearing chaos
embracing the controversy
listening to the voices that encouraged us to leave
those beautiful voices that echoed throughout the colors
the voices that we’d seek answers from
when we’d endure self doubt
and hatred
the venoms of tomorrow
the exctasy of today
the tempo starts to pick up the pace
the pulse beats in the background
it is unnatural
the beating of a severed heart
keeping rhythm
without passion
without hurt
without happiness
there is emptiness
beating
beating
the composition of a clockwork mechanism
it cannot stop
it cannot reverse
it may only move forward
only towards the light the present
the everlasting day
the hopes and fears of what has happened and what is to come
it is here where we can move forward where the beginning becomes the end and the end is the beginning
it is here we must embrace the tragedy the memories and forget
forget the beauty that we once sought
forget the simplistic concepts that comforted us those many nights
those many nights when the moon was new
and it rained
the nights when we felt truly alone
and we felt the fear of heartbreak
these nights where we cried ourselves to sleep
truly feeble and vulnerable
will things ever look the same again?
will the beauty coexist with this new distorted reality
this surreal way of coping with the now and looking for a new light
a new song
a new reason to laugh
a new meaning to life and all of its wonders
a new hope
new love
a metamorphosis
transformation

it is here where our story ends
it is here where it has begun
the ending is vital
to the beginning
a clockwork masterpiece
pulsing
breathing
the answer to our darkest fears
and lustful desires
a key to memories
memories long forgotten
forbidden memoirs
a softened heartache
severed heartstrings yearning for more
a bleeding heart
torn, splintered, abandoned
i offer to you
a lover’s rose
a teardrop
a single memory
it is here where our story ends
it is here where it has begun
the ending is vital
memorable
fin

A simple question
Is all I ask love
A simple answer
Is all you have to give
Would you forgive me?
If I begged?
Would you answer me?
If I asked love?
Why don't you answer me?