as i lay dying
illusion
how could i ever go back back to the life where i lived amongst the dead who have forgotten how to feel and become slaves to memory and wishful thinking but your love has set me free as you awaken every star that has been sleeping in the constellation of my soul how could i go back to live amongst the dead those who imprisoned beauty i never want to leave your arms so i wait in hope for your embrace illusions of what i thought was love now i have clear sight to see that i have left nothing behind