22 January 2013
For all the times I gave up I wish I hadn't tried
Forgetting the past, the heartbreaks, the times I could have broken while wishing I was dead
I gave it all I had,
A fist in the ground surrounded by cowards the dawn a dusty gray, mist in the courtyard,
Honest liars come clean to the altar forgiveness beyond their reach
Sent tears break the surface
Careful whispers of sorrow and regret travel barely here,
The creation of evolution the tried judge,
The silent tears
The silent tears
Silent Tears • Opuss № I