Oh well. Here it is!
The dam in my heart now overflows,
Emotions stream through my veins
And battle for control.
Sorrow doth gain the upper hand
With a preemptive strike
As Solace starts to fall.
The armies of Confidence lack,
Defeated long ago
By their rival, Regret.
But from the shadows now comes Love,
On standby for its chance to strike;
The force that makes or breaks.
As Love's militia now does grow,
I ponder of its goals
And Fear suggests the worst.
Should now this salvaged Love save me?
Or will it break my will?
Will revived feelings take me higher?
Or ally with Regret?
Emotions stream through my veins
And battle for control.
Sorrow doth gain the upper hand
With a preemptive strike
As Solace starts to fall.
The armies of Confidence lack,
Defeated long ago
By their rival, Regret.
But from the shadows now comes Love,
On standby for its chance to strike;
The force that makes or breaks.
As Love's militia now does grow,
I ponder of its goals
And Fear suggests the worst.
Should now this salvaged Love save me?
Or will it break my will?
Will revived feelings take me higher?
Or ally with Regret?
