I want someone to see the true me.
I won't be a shadow, a ghost.
I want to light up the night.
How would it be, if we let ourselves burn bright?
We're a cocktail, waiting for a spark to ignite. 'Cuz the war within is already alight. Illuminate the night.
Feel the heat against your skin, as it drives away the cold. Know that you won't be going back there anymore. Learn to breathe again. Feel the numbness leave, and realize you were meant for more.
Leave the grave, and kiss the sun. Know that peace can only come, when the war is won.