Last night it came
as a picture
With a good reason, a warning sign
This place is
void of all passion
If you can imagine it's easy if you
try
Believe me I failed this effort
I wrote a reminder this
wasn't a vision
This time where are you Houston
Is somebody out
there
Will somebody listen
Last night I saw you
again in my dreams. Were you trying to tell me something. Our family
has no heart without you. Mikoto and Hiashi are both cold and hard
without their caring mother. They remind me of myself after the
Uchiha Genocide. I don't want the same fate to befall our children
but they have my stubborn attitude. They refuse to listen to reason.
Is there anyone out there that can replace you? No. You said to be
happy with the rest of our lives but where are we now? Just a cold
family trying to keep afloat. Trying to keep from falling apart. I
feel as though I have yet again failed my family. I want to take the
kids away from Konoha. It's too filled with memories. Too many old
faces.
Should I go back
should I go back should I
I feel alone and tired
Should I go
back should I go back should I
I hope I won't forget you
We're running now.
Running from the past, running from all those haunting memories that
lie in Konoha. But most of all we're running from all our memories
of you. They loom behind us while a false sense of asylum lies in
front. Here and now we must choose which direction, a path that will
define us for the rest of our lives.
My head is made up
of memories
Most of them useless delusions
This room is bored
of rehearsal
And sick of the boundaries
I miss you so much
Memories pound through my head, every single one of them demanding that we return home back to your shadow. My mind is weary from being forbidden to think of you. We all miss you so much. Should we go back to the place where your memories loom, to the place where we met, to the place where the past is buried or should we keep going to an uncertain future. Should we seek some kind of asylum…. Or will it be false for we can never rid ourselves of our memories of you.