Pandora

Cedar grains cling

to woven skin upon walls

I know frail truths feed

borrowed dreams grown cold

and from here I beg

release and hope

I hope

Breathing through these lines Innocence

lost among the torment

of grace within the storm

seeking darkness in the dawn

While the emptiness divides

every purpose with the light

I fade I fade

Without a key without a sound

without a chance to hold the light

it reaches in between the seems

to tease the madness and the grief

To curse the walls to cure the need

To curse the damned who damn the need

The need to know what lies beyond, beyond the walls

Turn the Key (turn the key...)

And set free

this I swear

It's not enough for me to die alone

Uproot these veins that fail to bleed

So I will know and I will still believe we're better than these lies that we have learned to breathe breathing I step beyond the past and let it go