the desent

If i had one wish it would be to rewind time and bring back the when old used to be new. I would turn this darkness into light and make the pain feel right. As the crimson ocean flows in reverse i see ever cursed action fall before my eyes. In a daze as the clock revives these feelings long lost behind the ashed soot of what we had. As the fire begins to blaze again the passion revitalized i can see all the right reason i was wrong. I look for a miracle but its long gone as the last drop of blood seep into the bath tub my final sight before eternal night is a sweet and simple smile.