The Best Is Yet To Come

A personal piece written in reflection of one's self and what is bound to come as life goes on.

I am the son of the son 
My life is that cast in sin 
In youth, that which was my was my warmest den 
Though I told you all was right 
It's my life that comes first tonight 
For in this moment our light as fled, 
An affectionate layer was that which I shed 
A selfish act done not in spite of you 
Despite my love that's true 
In this life it's what I must do 
What's best for me and best for you 
I am not the son of man 
But a man in time I will be 
This sorrow to no longer sour me 
And this pain no longer my portrayal 
It will be time which will take my head 
But only one who's gone to guide my hand 
Whether you're forever or for naught 
It will be you you dared to breath life into this heart 
A great light at my start 
This fire is only one of many 
One with sparks that swiftly spread