Realization

Left to interpretation

With the touch of each hand,
The caress of each kiss,
Each morning should be glory & bliss.

The daylight has come & gone.
The darkness won’t fade away.
Is this my life?
Isn’t there any other way?

Cut, torn, tattered & burned
Every bit of my innocence stripped down til it hurts.

Numbing to the core,
Can no longer feel my face.

As each one takes a turn,
Performing at a different pace.

I finally realized, this is my ending fate.

A.A.N.