The Awakening

Sight of a lost and uncomfortable night Makes you dread and it makes you rot From the feelings that you once made up From the times you were dying inside YOU You reached for heights Which were lost and not found Indications and marks On the roads of your life Are not present in dark For the time you are dying inside What was right is now wrong What you did you were told But not pride Your limbs were screaming And death claims you To be its guide When you rolled in your grave What you've found are The aspects of lies When you gained your ascension Embraced both the wrongs and the rights And the rights