Foreign Nights
You’re the epiphany I strive for right now,
The answer to the loss I must now enrage.
That dragging disease I try to not allow,
Tearing it’s way out of my soulless cage.
Though my past may still cast down on me,
You shall uplift my spirit to greater heights.
A sweet escape that has called upon thee.
Where are we going on these foreign nights?
Seeping out of my cage in the dead of night,
You carry me out to a better planet I can see.
Though my sanity has the best of me,
The ongoing risks that are embraced, feel right.
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