Unchartered
Oh Every word you say is a step you take further away This fear is too deep rooted for any feelings to be kept at bay Oh I’m already knee deep in this mud and it’s only May Oh the phoenix will rise from the ashes, but will still be marked with gashes Of past mistakes, multiple retakes It’ll forgive, never forget Oh the people who leave are never the people you first met Oh it’s like the earthen pot that you bought years ago Beautifully intact but still left with scratches from every-time it almost broke Oh it’s like the angel who flew through the depths of hell Came back with shattered wings and they’d taken off her golden bell Oh it’s the notebook from middle school With slight small traces of the girl who bullied you Oh it’s the old badminton racket With the broken wire and even when they tried no one could catch it Oh when you take the candle out of the lamp You leave stained glass alone to forever be miserable, gloomy, damp And when you take the girl out out the city You can never ...