A pit, a chasm, yawning wide, and deep as once was high
The mountaintop where I proclaimed my love for all to hear,
Engulfs the heart I gave you, where you dropped it, let it lie
In blackness, blank and bottomless, and filled with fatal fear.
A peace of sorts is in the silence, seeming so serene,
Where I can rest from raging, step away from hurt and hate.
No friends can lift me out from here, whatever good they mean.
However many hands are offered, mine must bear the weight.
The daunting walls that line my prison, sharp with spikes of stone,
As hard as once my heart was soft, are merciless and bleak.
The steep ascent to sanity I must endure alone,
For none can join me here to lead me to the path I seek.
The world above, so full of life, awaits my trial's end
To see if I, when all is done, will freely fly once more.
For now I walk, and test the walls; my harrowed wings I mend,
And rest, assured that when the time is here, again I'll soar.
The mountaintop where I proclaimed my love for all to hear,
Engulfs the heart I gave you, where you dropped it, let it lie
In blackness, blank and bottomless, and filled with fatal fear.
A peace of sorts is in the silence, seeming so serene,
Where I can rest from raging, step away from hurt and hate.
No friends can lift me out from here, whatever good they mean.
However many hands are offered, mine must bear the weight.
The daunting walls that line my prison, sharp with spikes of stone,
As hard as once my heart was soft, are merciless and bleak.
The steep ascent to sanity I must endure alone,
For none can join me here to lead me to the path I seek.
The world above, so full of life, awaits my trial's end
To see if I, when all is done, will freely fly once more.
For now I walk, and test the walls; my harrowed wings I mend,
And rest, assured that when the time is here, again I'll soar.
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