Request by XxFire-PhoenixxX
(The Art of Losing)
He thought he knew pain
Love was perhaps beyond him
Far out of his reach
But suffering was his life
Familiar as a mirror
.
No one had told him
Not old men who talk of love
Or kids with parents
That love is just the sea salt
Being rubbed into your wounds
.
No one had told him
That the love for family
Was so sharp and strong
Barbed wire around your heart
That cuts and chafes with the loss
.
He has lost brothers
To the wide expanse of sea
And to enemies
But never before has love
Been so sharp and strong as now
.
Sea salt in his wounds
And they are gaping open
Exposing the nerves
Barbed wire against his soul
(He didn't know pain at all)
.
Now, nothing beats this
The loss has left him drowning
And the whole ocean
Salty and free, is pouring
Straight into where it hurts most
.
He is the phoenix
Never dying, never hurt
His skin is fire
And he is born of ashes
And falls in ashes again
.
He is strong and sharp
But even he cannot fly
His skin cannot burn
When he is drowning in this
He can fall, but cannot rise
.
Fathers and brothers
Familiar as a mirror
Taught him what love was
Love is not so far from reach
When his family is near
.
Fathers and brothers
They taught him what love felt like
But no one told him
Love that felt so good could hurt
Sharp and strong, salt in your wounds
.
They never told him
But he doesn't really mind
Even as tears drip
Salt on his skin, in his wounds
That no one ever mentioned it
.
Because if they had
He would've loved them all still
Not beyond him now,
Love can be sharp and strong
And he yet doesn't regret
.
(There's salt in his wounds
He cannot fly or burn now
But love is greater
Than all of his pain and loss
Family is worth all of it)