Darkness absorbs the light casting life into the shadows
Hidden behind the prismatic colors hides threads of reality
Inside the pane slumbers archaic memories grieving painfully
Retribution storms in with their righteous swords of vengeance
Battles of turmoil bubbles to the surface for breath of rebirth
Drowning secrets of deception that choke the guiding spirit
Breaking restricted barriers freeing the beacon of whats truth ...
Inside us all hides secrets that leave a bitter taste and darkens
our dreams casting us into memories coma. Sometimes in order to
free the creative mind, heart and soul one must awaken the bitter truth,
heal the wounds from the depth of there beginnings, in order to walk
with freedom. To run and leap into creations flight ... soaring with
