Scared of the fire that burns in me,
I want to be free of you and the other me.
To be able to not serve someone who strings me along,
Capturing the hearts of those who are at his mercy.
I can slowly feel myself fade,
Won't I be able to see the light again?
Or have I fallen to deep into the dark,
That I am no longer relevant?
Won't you let me be useful to my light,
One last time?
As the strings of fate entwine and thread me into the darkness,
I disappear,
Along with the other me,
Who to me,
Didn't deserve to know,
My beautiful light.
