Pandora (Rishloo)

Cedar grains cling to woven skin upon walls I know frail truths feed borrowed dreams grown cold and from here I beg release and hope I hope Breathing through these lines Innocence lost among the torment of grace within the storm seeking darkness in the dawn While the emptiness divides every purpose with the light I fade I fade Without a key without a sound without a chance to hold the light it reaches in between the seems to tease the madness and the grief To curse the walls to cure the need To curse the damned who damn the need The need to know what lies beyond, beyond the walls Turn the Key (turn the key...) And set free this I swear It's not enough for me to die alone Uproot these veins that fail to bleed So I will know and I will still believe we're better than these lies that we have learned to breathe breathing I step beyond the past and let it go