Free One

I’m a graffiti artist my first word was free

I hope you come to realize

I am just a man

I am no hero

Just an underdog without a name

 

The shadows are not where I dwell

They are where I’m from

At the very most I may be a demon’s son

 

The free one has come

And the free one has gone

Just like spiraling stars in memories lost

 

Much like blood spilled

Bringing pain to us all

God how I hope to hang on to this soul of yours

No matter how long it takes to escape this world

 

I will hang on to this blessing from an angel

Who has sadly stepped into my melancholy world

 Radiant and beautiful

In such ways to many are blind too.

 

Someone I do not deserve

Would you bless me again beautiful girl

Save me from your world, and I’ll save you from my own

A fight for me and you to forever be alone in this world