Running through the never ending mystery
My thoughts, they overwhelm and confuse me
To stay or to go, I feel I\'ll never know
And if I go, what do I have to show?
When I\'m reminded of the past,
This weight, it settles and seems to last.
Without the truth, we don\'t move forward
But rather frozen in time, heart altered.
She hasn\'t changed in ways she prefers,
She\'s changed in the way she thinks and yearns.
The coldness, it spreads, cracking everything in its path,
To move on, to grow, to forget, to forgive, the final task.