Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Beauty from pain

All that's left is to accept that it's over, my dreams ran like sand through the fists that I made.
After all this has passed, I still will remain. After I've cried my last, there'll be beauty from pain. Though it won't be today, someday I'll hope again. And there'll be beauty from pain, you will bring beauty from my pain.
Here I am trying to hold to what I can't see. My whole world is the pain inside me, the best I can do is just get through the day. When life before is only a memory, let's me walk through this place. And though I can't understand why this happened, I know that I will when I look back someday. And see how you've brought beauty from ashes and made me as gold purified through these flames.