Awake/Revival

“When did it all start?”
“This never-ending cycle of hate and despair.”
“We made a wish of innocence,”
“That was born from a dream.”
“And it was life’s cruel reality,”
“That turned it into a nightmare.”
“A cursed wish.”
Now I awake I ask myself,
“What should I now do?”
I was lost, trapped by a cursed dream.
A place between reality and sleep.
Yet still, everything is broken.
I’m still broken, but I’m still here.
I gave up, I let myself become lost.
The choices I made,
Was I myself then?
Still I’ve forgotten, I’ve lost a part of myself.
Yet I’m hoping, I’m wishing.
For a miracle, a light to guide me from despair,
To break myself free.
I’m sorry for nearly forgetting,
For almost not believing in your dream.
Can you forgive me?
The fire that lit inside me,
I’ll now use to fight free.
From the curse of this world,
From myself.
I’m still broken, but I’m still here.
No longer can my innocence return,
That time is now the past.
I was lost, trapped by a cursed dream.
A place between reality and sleep.
I gave up, I let myself become lost.
The choices I made,
Was I myself then?
I’m now awake,
Free from that cursed boundary,
That broken place.
My broken self.
I know now that it was my fault,
Because it was me who cursed my own wish.
And nearly destroyed yours.
It was my fault,
I was the one who nearly chose,
To destroy everything, I once loved.
“In a dream we lived,”
“Born from fairy tales,”
“A forgotten magic.”
“Yet was it wrong to dream?”
“Were we fools to trust those lies?”
Yet I’m hoping, I’m wishing.
For a miracle, for the old magic to return. 
Even if I’m fool, for you I’ll now make a wish.
For a light to guide us from despair,
To break myself free,
To protect your dream.
For you, for myself,
I vow, to you,
That I’ll believe, put hope into your dream.
Even if my heart becomes broken and frayed.
I protect all that we still have,
All that is still ours.
I shall the curse that was placed upon the world/us.
I will return innocence and dreams,
I shall fight for it all,
For tomorrow;

Would you listen...

“If I told you a story, would you listen?”
“If I spoke, would you listen?”
“If I stood in the same room as you, would you notice me?”
“If I was gone, would you miss me?”
I once dreamed of happy days, of what could be,
Of who I would be.
My innocence was a blessing,
My childhood self was free,
And magic was real.
When did it happen?
When did I break?
When did I lose my innocence?
Why did it happen?
I’ve forgotten, I’ve lost a part of myself.
Why?
What cause it to happen?
What turned my dreams into a curse?
What was it that took the freedom of childhood self?
I once dreamed of happy days, of what could be,
Of who I would be.
Of who you could be.
Was I wrong to ever dream, to wish,
To hope?
Why did it all turn into a nightmare?
Why does it never end?
Even within your/our world,
The cycle of lies and broken dreams,
Will come and shatter the dream.
My innocence was a blessing,
My childhood self was free,
And magic was real.
When did it happen?
When did I break?
When did I lose my innocence?
Why did it happen?
Why was our/my wish cursed?
It's burning, the boundary.
It's shattering, breaking.
As the fire of lies and life’s cruel fate,
Burn away everything.
I once dreamed of happy days, of what could be,
Of who I would be.
Of who you could be.
Were we wrong to ever dream, to wish,
To hope?
Once again, I dared to dream, to wish.
Hoping that the old magic could bring it all back.
How wrong I was.
Pain now surrounds us.
My childhood self is now bound by chains.
Was it my fault, was it our fault?
When did this all begin?
Why did it happen?
I once dreamed of happy days, of what could be,
Of who I would be.
My innocence was a blessing,
My childhood self was free,
And magic was real.
When did it happen?
When did I break?
When did I lose my innocence?
Why did it happen?
I’ve forgotten, I’ve lost a part of myself.
Why?
What cause it to happen?
Why do I now want to destroy it all?
Why did I?
Why…
“If I told you a story, would you listen?”
“If I spoke, would you listen?”
“If I stood in the same room as you, would you notice me?”
“If I was gone, would you miss me?”
“If I was gone, would you listen?”