I can reach past my domain. And find an open vein. Somewhere to hear my heart beat. And release a little bit of me.
Can I withstand. Becoming that man, again. To deny what I feel inside. To deny what is before my eyes.
I wake up to resolve. But I fall asleep by dissolving. An unfortunate balance of life. It is my daily strife.
Can I wish upon a star? Any star, just my star. Or have they all been taken from afar?
I make a candle my star.