Not The Right

A tiny pearl fell out of my hand,
just a glimpse of what the world is supposed to be,
flew against the course of current,
what i thought of me can not be mend anymore.

Did you pick what is in the race ?
something i fail to swallow without bleeding,
they stood above and gave us pace,
bones are home, in hope we fall.

Only when i cry i get to kiss you,
why is why so important ?
just a deer that is not afraid of our nature,
like it has never been hunted
or just within our ranks.

I have heard myself look into heart,
it remains hidden why self is the king of a lie,
a scared valor chokes up in my darts,
we caught fire to consume us all.

Curious question carries on its own,
need you justice to live and sing,
in roses you will fade away and drown,
then you blink and loose the arrow.

Send me a word and i stand,
for freedom,
mark my head and i stand,
for the truth,
mend my eyes and i stand,
for what is left.

Only when i cry i get to kiss you,
why is why so important ?
just a deer that is not afraid of our nature,
like it has never been hunted
or just within our ranks.