Sleeping through the war

Upon the face of tragedy, carved across the skin - Here I am, turmoil.

Arrived at a place, trapped in a battle between the good and the bad.

Return my child, to that place where there was no distinction needed - Existence, is a moment where entropy reigns supreme.

Joy ceases to exist. Enters pain, the time arrives, torturous and slow.

I can't see you anymore, but I feel you. Will I be the one that finds you - Forbidden?

The sun sets behind the horizon, a glow, a promise, tomorrow is a new day.