Agony is the story,
Of a once young life,
Raised in a happy realm,
that once eminated light.
 
Sometimes he feels so cold,
Withering in all his shame.
Songs of innocence chanting away,
Calling him his real name.
 
In the white forest,
He hides in tree's of sorrow,
Holding true to himself,
What he might face tomorrow.
 
With destiny lies something,
Stars and galaxies unknown,
A graceful silent night,
Turning his body into stone.
 
Now he knows,
The courage that must follow,
Holding his head high,
With strength that he borrows
 
In the final hours I know,
He's unbreakable till he bends,
With every last breath,
He prevails till the very end.

06/20/2013