I tore it down and fled the castle
I never thought it could be rebuilt
But here we are with eyes wide open,
hearts bare and broken.
We wore blind mens’ glasses
But finally rage broke the cage wide open
But now, let’s see what happens.
Pieces to be mended
By questions finally spoken
Answers that bleed the truth
Of the moments old and forgotten.
Now a dagger spins upon the table
The emotions are honest and potent
Where this story goes
Depends upon what the fates have woven.