Is there such a thing as loss, or does pain merely change forms?
A life filled with everglowing light, darkened by tragedy
A major regret, a life lost, myself blaming Me
Selfishness, Ignorance, Laziness, my sins three that night
An outreached olive branch, snapped, trodden upon, a loss of right.
Can she see me now, the self inflicted scar, left by her loss, the healing taking hold?
Can one learn to become a man on their own?
Pain on their hearts, weighing heavily, to the city of steel they went.
Their only son behind bars regret in his every action, a different direction, his will bent
A small shop, reminding them of her hobby, candles, a dark alley looms.
A mugging, an addict in need, panic reason, four loud booms.
How much scarring can one endure, a rainy funeral, friends in black, prodigal son in orange?
Can a man make amends with the fates throwing himself into the help failed to give?
Following her footsteps, he threw himself into his training, trying to forget
From relationship to breakup, a number far too large, with himself still upset
Cheating lovers, hate filled town, lies anger tears frustration endurance nearing its fin
Trying to make up for that long lost regret, how long it had been
Would he make something of himself, something they could smile down upon?
Can single gesture save a soul?
In a world of blood and pain, he swam in a sea of black, lost, another lost, last left
She came from an unexpected source, slicing through the darkness, her help the best
A smile forming, a face unrecognized, he had found another, a second chance perhaps
She found him beneath the rocky exterior, beneath the mask many came to know, his heart running laps.
Could he be redeemed? Now a light in the darkness, had found his diamond soul, and she didn't flinch
-Dimi