When i fell from grace

I never realized

How deep the flood was around me.

A man whose life was toil

Was like a kettle left to boil,

And the water left scars on me.



I know now who i am.

If only for a while,

I recognize the changes.

I feel like i did before the

Magic wore thin and the "baptism

Of stains" began.



They used to say i was

Nowhere, man,

Heading down

Was my destiny.

But yesterday, i swear,

That was someone else not me.



Here i stand at the crossroads edge,

Afraid to reach out for eternity,

One step, when i look down,

I see someone else not me.



Looking back and i see

Someone else.



All my life they said i

Was going down,

But i'm still standing,

Stronger, proud.

And today i know there's

So much more i can be.



From where i stand at the crossroads edge,

There's a path leading out to sea.

And from somewhere

Deep in my mind,

Sirens sing out loud

Songs of doubt

As only they know how.

But one glance back reminds, and i see,

Someone else not me.



I keep looking back

At someone else... me?




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