Gaurds are up, Masks are on.
by And
(England )
We, myself with him, above the cliff
Our arm intertwined in a way, that no light can escape
We watch the moon, Until I seek his gaze
He finally turns and meets my eyes and utters the words which tears my soul in two.
He utters the words in a sound which is nothing more than a whisper,
And leaves me and my shattered soul in the light of the moon,
Its sliver light illuminates the tears down my face,
The only time I let my guard down, the Man I had let me go
This has proven my theories that my masks and guards should never be removed
Cause all it does is make you numb, And lets the darkness come in
No light will penetrate it,
No hope radiates from it,
Horror and Fear are fed from it,
No weapons will destroy it,
Only love can make it exit,But my man left
Who would want a broken spirit in an armored shell?
I want to love but the loss is tearing me apart
Always there, Always nagging, Always tormenting
If only someone could help me lower my guard.