Towards The End
Traversing a trail of chipped glass that leads opposite of my past
Inhale only translucent lies to prevent the birth of weighted ties
Shy from the tender sun's face because I'm too forsaken for light's embrace
Unable to control my burning tears for their end is the host of my darkest fears
I bite my lip and silence my voice now that I no longer have a choice
Realizing that I cannot dictate the mark of the reaper that seals my fate
Inhale only translucent lies to prevent the birth of weighted ties
Shy from the tender sun's face because I'm too forsaken for light's embrace
Unable to control my burning tears for their end is the host of my darkest fears
I bite my lip and silence my voice now that I no longer have a choice
Realizing that I cannot dictate the mark of the reaper that seals my fate