Myokendai

As I reach out, slowly trying to grasp what I once held A silhouette of the old me still lingers Reminding me of the memories before I fell Within the palm of my smooth hand A butterfly once flapped it supple wings And flew above to a golden land Where tiny fairies continued to sing My life was weightless, full of happy jubilation But that changed when the lightning crashed For within every single ideation Was an earthquake the smashed my childhood Splitting the ends of my decrepit world Is the eternal clock of time That forces me to grow from a boy And transform my body and mind. The water burns with the Devil's desire Rising with the fo