-Mared-

I sought in her embrace, a comfort, a lie
My futile attempt to preserve what is lost
Deep within my soul, well hidden, I cry
Tears turn to ice, inside dwells winters frost

Desolate a landscape, in past full of life
Barren the wasteland, a desert, a void
Struggle for sanity, a continuous strife
A dream turns to dust, my reality destroyed

Fruitless my effort, my effort to prevail
Heart and mind in conflict, I wonder who will reign
The weakened state I'm in, so very, very frail
Love turns to hate and pleasure to pain

But in the midst of this pointless civil war
A single trembling seed of hope begins to grow
Things I thought were dead, you brought to life once more
Feelings born and live again, lost so long ago

Thank you for your endurance, for not giving up just yet.
Thank you for your confidence, your compassion and your trust.
Thank you for beeing you, I'm forever in your debt.
I no longer hesitate, my insecurities turn to dust.