The beginning of spring brings a soothing light,
blurred only by the fateful memories that shine so bright.
'Would tomorrow be as beautiful?' ,I wonder
For I wouldn't know no matter how hard I ponder.
To relinquish everything that is good,I have no compunction inside
Knowing the past won't be erased and I can't hide.
I could only hope to understand the life filled with tears
As the pain of deceit bred everyone of my fears.
Imprisoned by my own identity,unheard of the various sounds
Piercing through the wind that knows no bounds.
I had taken my last step choosing emancipation over hate
And there won't be another savior to come with a twist of fate.
The wind whispers as my fingers reach out to touch the sky
But alas! my being won't exist when my soul learns to fly.