Letting Go of the Past
All that pulls me back
The demons the horrors
As I look at the clock
It's all an illusion of a time before
Where things had rotted and pained to the core
Burying those times and forgetting the past
Will put me at ease and make me relax
If I don't let go they can drag me deeper
Into my death with the dark reaper
Through the dark clouds comes a beam of light
So bright but just a crack
That is my sight
It brings me hope so I can fight
Through the battle and I survive
Such joy lies ahead of me
In all different colors to see
Shooting through the sky like fireworks
Leaving behind a land of barren desert
What lies ahead is too great to see
Where things of fantasy lay to be
