"Den of Lies"

Has it been so long yet?
It looks, perhaps, as if the time has stopped in my mind.
I watch the immobility of this life, as a furious Lion, caught in the den of lies.
From within the den, I can still see the stars and the branches of the threes.
I can smell the wet grass and the joy of a single glance.
But everything seems as if the time has stopped
From that very moment I fell in the den, on.

Three years and ashes of a lonely life
Shared with the insects of her reality
In the starving hope of a wakening
As clear and real as the shining stars seen above.

I have no doubt that I will get out.
I know that as another lonely heart falls in the trap,
I will be free of her claws holding me back.
And I will always know of the presence of this den.

So let the beginnings begin!
Let them shine and take us all far away from what's been seen
Let them tell us of stories that bring hope and love
Different from the one we've got.