Young Diaries - ilia

Here, Here are the pages of diaries

Being torn out

And these, these are the silent memories of mine

Like blood being poured out

I watched you, I was behind you as

You bred me, you fed me, you led me

But just as soon I’m in a family that’s broken apart

By your adulterous heart

Oh God, so carelessly I have been drawn

From your arms

Carry me to your graceful place that vengeance just can’t replace

These mirrors reveal nothing but regret

Such remindful regret

I can’t help but to write these young diaries

So hard to forget

I look back

I see your hand lack mine

But I can remember just fine that

Your lips were poisoned

Your arms false refuge

Your heart, a deceitful deluge

Oh God, so carelessly I have been drawn

From your arms

Carry me to your graceful place that vengeance just can’t replace

I’m reaching out

I can’t do this anymore

I don’t remember who I used to be

All I see is rage

The blood of my enemies of their face

Humiliation engaged

Everything in me that I hate, regurgitates

You were just a face

A pitiful soul that once had a dream

Tell me again because I can’t, and I don’t believe

A God that loves me?!

I can’t even love myself

I release you from my wrath

(You and I are forgiven)

As I release me from my past

He’s now breaking the grip of my heart

(You and I are forgiven)

With blood so innocently shed for my part

(This is all, this is where this all ends)