In The Air.

 

Memories forgotten.
Intentions faded.
In darkness was rotten.
The path was fated.
Now the wind that blows my way.
Brings a wisp of yesterday.
Reviving thought, your name and mine.
The things ive sought, the name i'd sign.
The trigger pulled.
A little clearer.

The ones ive fooled.
How would i meet her.
My mind awakened.
To my red past.
My heart forsakened.
How will i last?
-Lucian Volkov.