The Angst Will Carry You Over

An intimate conflict with a dagger
Such a beautiful way to believe
It's never a requirement to us
For yourself, you'll have to let go of one

There's not a choice left to this crisis
It's known to be an unwanted identity
The face of your second bloodless eyes
It will never live among the livid stars

There's a happiness visible in this
It's an ice cold haven for us, bygones
I've found only one home to call true
Far beyond my sight of what has been done

Rid this abode, away from the trees
The crescent orange gleam in my eyes
The fire rose up from the pendant
Born from the heart of a first son, watch.

Author's Note

I'm honestly not sure what to make of it myself. I know what I mean, but I don't at the same time.