Enjoy!
How can a Wayward find his way down a path so misguided?
So broken and twisted without dirrection or shortcuts?
Only to be blocked by a dead end,
To end dead,
Can't even find another way to stop his own path from ending,
Do not give me sight,
So I would not know love before first,
Or love after last,
Or to watch love disappear before my own,
I have been bent and broken,
To shape so deformed it isn't shape,
But a luming outline of a Sheer,
For I have lost my soul,
And he has joined his in the Otherworld,
The One Who is Two is one again,
And I've been broken to Two,
It's not the end,
Nor the beginning of the end,
But the end of the beginning,
Now leading into the middle of my suffering,
I learned how to live; how to deal and ow to cope,
But I missed my lesson on how to forget,
And how to respond to death,
And I would remain doubting; fearing and peering,
Into the darkness of the dreams that mortals wouldn't have,
The sky is different now,
And like before it's because of him,
But the grass is now charred,
And I would burn every one if the reward is his life,
His sacrifice for my selfishness,
Not being able to claim one,
A New Order will Bind,
A Balance paid,
And the Crucible will crucify himself,
Will fight himself,
Will fight the Wheel of Fate,
When it crushes us all I'll be suffocating,
And when he falls,
I would have already fallen
Tragic, isn't it? Hope Beautiful Redemption has something postive in store.