In your breath and words I found a light to redeem all blackness A love so vehement born in me, leaving me so touched and so changed "Go ahead, and quoth the historians" From the bottom of my heart and the absolute narrow of my bone Like horses galloping for dear life from my core and through my veins To hands and feet, for cruelty or compassion For extremes from love and war, both walking here Howl strength the Inferno, exhale mind of the Heavens Possess speed of the Tempest and make my way "Go ahead, quoth the historians: Thus, a miracle was born Conquest on the horizon, yes to be acheived A life so touched; thus, the world was changed
And in deeds of men so long ago deceased, I find my calling Causes, affections and desires Life calls to fight the odds and fight the tides In deeds of men so long ago deceased, chains rattle as the story is retold Makes sense now to life and go down like they did Go down as myth, go down as legend. Mood: In dreams, this I spoke
I am bound. At every waking moment I feel that I am not where I should be. I am so very full of life and it is all going to waste in this place I live in. I’ve taken to wandering to understand my own existence, I’ve taken to fighting to get my blood pumping and to reanimate this instinct of survival that drove me from such a young age.
I live restless from the consequences of my mistakes, but I am the very best I know. If I could have another chance, I know I’d be more than half of the man I know I am and that I’d make everything worth it. I am bound by invisible chains but desire won’t leave my system.
I need to earn that chance and fuel myself with more than this yearning.
If life has chosen to throw all of this at me, it is because of a reason. All the personae that I’ve been called and been associated with, they are there for a reason. This potential must absolutely be used or it will kill me. I am scared from the things I know I will be able to do.
