All things flow in and out; the same happens with life,
It was the only thing I hold onto to avoid us being in strife,
Because I believed that it was just a phase,
But honey, take note of the past tense I used in my phrase.
The demons still visit me whenever I'm alone,
There to remind me of the traumas and hatred I own,
For peaceful days aren't really for a scarred person like me,
I know, but something still calls out for me to be free.
From the shackles of pain I've endured under your wrath,
To escape from your hands that is laced with envy,
I wish I could go back and change my way of path,
But I can't even take a step forward from this abnormality.
-Love, Luminekoygk.