Glass To Life

 In another time...
Life was easy
As ecstasy of your presences made it be.

But finite was the heart
As it have been hurt before
Guided by the past
And the vow to survive
It wasn't to fall in the same snare.

As it was either it breaks
Or it does the breaking
While it recalls of yesteryear
Revenge on innocence as healing.

But blooded
As innocence transform to monstrosity
Un-humanly charged
For tomorrow regrets fills the glass to life.