Recognition

I paint the scene with the misery in my own

I deserve no mercy for this plague I have sewn.

So captivating the truth in your voice

Its a sharp razor to my conscience

A blinding light in my eyes,

Whether I like this life im living, or rather the comfort of disguise.

I play my part in the aching of your pain

I still care about the scars i've scattered and the love to regain.

Put me away and let me tire of this on my own

And i'll die before I say I wasnt wrong

Because you deserve the sweetest hugs and the greatest smiles

So i'll write you a simple song.

Be as strong as I always knew you were.

Take this apology and the tears from my eyes,

I'm on the road to redemption with the memory of you

Today is this clear blur of my demise.