"Truth Lies"
Together against the
Order;
Keys of Destiny with a
Flurry of
Dancing Flames
Where had all the good
things gone?
Out the door with
Roxas?
The cuts are open
With the bleeding
wounds
That just won't
heal
The doors are wide
open
But Axel doesn't
believe it's real
They were explosive
examples of men
With energy and vigor
In endless reserve
And in the moonlight's
shadows,
They would share a kiss
And continue their
well-kept secret
The cuts are open
With the bleeding
wounds
That just won't
heal
The doors are wide
open
But Axel doesn't believe it's real
By then Axel thought,
"This is what it's
like to feel love,"
A memory, or a strange
identity
From a past life, no
matter
Axel would always have
his Roxas,
Right? Or was it all
in dreams?
The cuts are open
With the bleeding
wounds
That just won't
heal
The doors are wide
open
But Axel doesn't believe it's real
The days went by
And time was well
wasted
They were together,
And possibly in love
Axel's mind was never
clear
With thoughts other
than "Roxas!"
But beyond the nebulous
void
That was his so-called
heart,
He knew that someday he
would
Say goodbye, and hurt
his only escape
The cuts are open
With the bleeding
wounds
That just won't
heal
The doors are wide
open
But Axel doesn't
believe it's real
Axel, besides his secret affairs
With Roxas on happy
nights afresh
With kisses and wanton
touches
Engulfed in the heat of
bodies entwined,
Had many other secrets
he had to bear
From his only chance to
feel human again;
His betrayals, the
death of a Organization Member
By his hand, the
nefarious plot hatched
By Marluxia, the truth
about boy with the Key Blade –
So much to keep but not
enough time to
Stop thinking and start
doing
The cuts are open
With the bleeding
wounds
That just won't heal
The doors are wide
open
But Axel doesn't believe it's real
He knew the romance
Would someday end,
And it was mainly
because
Of other dark secrets
that conflicted
in Axel's mind
But he couldn't let
himself end the Relationship, so close
as it was
To being a dream come
true
In the end,
Axel's fragmented
heart
Was beginning to
restore
The cuts are open
With the bleeding
wounds
That just won't
heal
The doors are wide
open
But Axel
doesn't believe it's real
He wanted but he had nothing
He left him without
saying goodbye
Now the cuts are open
With the bleeding
wounds
That just won't
heal
The doors are wide
open
But Axel doesn't believe it's real
Could he do anything?
Anything to delay
destiny
To keep the clock
ticking
And to never let go
Or were the cards all
against him
With the odds beyond
his stacks
Now the cuts are open
With the bleeding
wounds
That just won't
heal
The doors are wide
open
But Axel doesn't believe it's real.
One question to always
Live in the flames of
yesterday:
Was it love, or the
thought of being in love?
Roxas believed it was
real
--
;I own the words I
control.
This poems goes with my
story, "The Sacred Somebody"
Complete