Change of Day by Crestfallenman

Winter doses off its dreams,
Beat less a heart carries onto another day.
Neath the despairing snow, struggles this soul, so unredeemed.
Beholding lack of hope, needed for his future needed to be saved.
Wandering into his garden of black flowers,
Sanctuary only in his obsession of death.
So blind to the ode for his own salvation,
She carries beneath her silky soft breasts.
Another day spent, another day tragic...
Ignoring that heaven is present.
Ignoring what heaven has sent.

Every nightmare vividly invents tears,
Into the waterfalls that flood his nest at night.
The cruelty has closed his eyes for many years,
Always locked away in abuse,
Always locked away in shame.
Still under the arrays of sunshine,
Yet, the pain always feels the same as it did yesterday.
She screams his name, never giving in,
To the darkest requiem that is within him.
Holding his hand in this cruel Hell game.
She believes she can save him from all the blame.
She believes she can take him far away...
Far away...
From what haunts him from the hurt of yesterday.

Nights lonely,
His tears give company neath Autumns dying willow.
The rustling never felt so painful.
The rustling never felt so eventful.
But what accompanies and relieves is what hides in his nature.
Every feeling for her is true.
Every feeling for her is seized.
Every feeling for her is drifted closer to the shore.
From the oceans he dredged lonely in hates storms.

Yet, the curse seal is not broken.
Hath history not let him escape yet.
But for every word she denied to leave unspoken.
Breaks apart the chains that burden him in the regret.
Her lips collide with his,
As the dancing of tongues seem to follow after.
The dark skies then break for that moment,
As her sunlight penetrates his world,
To satisfy his longing for his lost rapture.

Love will conquer the everlasting sorrow,
Love digs his heart from its casket of forgotten.
And forever love will replace everything he lost.
As he awakes with her again,
In the next encouragement for tomorrow.

Embracing in sweet surrender...
No longer he lies in his garden of deaths flowers.
But dances in her everlasting sunflowers of fields.

One day the nightmare shall come to him yet again,
Else-ward, her love will be forever...
As one day he shall forever awake.
For When he does,
Faith will be embraced.
Forever, never to be lost from his eyes again.