Purity

Sun setting mirrors

Show the night risen terrors in the reflection of hate.

Only having the slightest glint of impurity,

Last drops of happiness drip from the ceiling

Onto the wretched, unstable ground.

Once more,

Caught in The Web of misery.

Winters frost nipping air

And springs love risen breeze

Collide in the Fight of Truth

And most of all,

Happiness.

Cradling the suffering;

Capturing the misery,

Fleeing all to find the one single drop.

The drop that with holds all pure, sweet

Melodies;

Harmonies.

With holds true happiness.

In the Memory Keepers mind,

Sufferings fade

And scars full of pain disappear.

And when the sun rises,

The Mirror shatters into endless pieces

Bringing forth a new day.

A new life.

Remembering all pain and insecurity

Was all just a dream.

The future to come is once again

Pure.

Pure in the hearts and the souls of the lost.

Pure with true happiness.

Tell me what you think…

Thanks again!

~.~Silent.33~.~