Nothing & All Things, Altogether

I've been scarred by times before 

more often than I have healed properly 

I've found hurts don't erase; they're simply replaced 

or dampened by some other muse

Still it's not lack of judgement or misuse of faith 

Some poor decisions don't start as mistakes 

somewhere in the pages the story just changed

to what we wanted subconsciously 

Maybe heartache is something we need 

Maybe heartache is something we breed 

So hush child, close your eyes 

and welcome your dreams ever frightening 

For it's only a matter of time 

before you lose sense of wonder and awe

If growing old isn't the hardest part 

It's wondering how you could crawl so far 

to still have no concept of who you are 

that will cut you to ribbons inside 

That'll drive a man from his mind

That'll drive a man from his mind    

Ive sworn it since I was a child;

some wounds never mend

We just cut away at the most frequent pain

to make scars that we feel much more comfortable with

I've been stretching for something that's miles out of reach 

but has never felt aimless; though rarely achieved 

Is it better to hope for the wildest of things
or have peace in complacency?
or find your place in complacency...