These times

Billions of moments rushing trough my head.

All these moments of fear 

and all these moments of empty hope 

Believing in something that was broken 

all this billion moments ago.

In a time where an aching heart was the highest price I could pay

These times of unknown prices.

These times of unshattered powers 

and joy that wasn´t broken 

with wings of love 

rushing trough pure air 

not yet filled with sour acid.

My love that died trough all these times 

My love, it was a brave soldier 

but the rivals were to strong 

so it died trough all these times 

times of punishement and enslavement

enslavement of the mind of the soul and of everything  I was.

But even if the love is gone

my heart is still filled with sparks of eternal sunshine.

I guess forever.

I hope forever.