L'ange déchu qui vois rouge

I spend most of my time waiting for a second chance that wont come. For the breack that will make it okay. I got the message and found by myself the answer. There's always a reason to feel not good enough and I will change that, once and for all. And it's hard at the end of the day. I wont let it be that way anymore. I need some distraction, a beautifull release. I got the message you've send me, comprehended it and marry and accept my faith. Memories seep from my veins. I've had too many of them so far and I've got to change that also, once and for all. They may be empty, or weightless. It never seems to be that way for me and I wont let anyone tell me otherwise. And maybe I will find some peace tonight, I am finally giving myself the chance for exactly getting that. Acceptation will never be despair. I wont ever let anyone tell me otherwise. It takes courage to be able to say, "you are battling a fight my friend that you know that are loosing from the start". So I am accepting it and surrender my arms and armour.
So tired of the straight line. I choose, from now on, the path that I want to live for myself, the only one that I know for now that will count. And everywhere that I turn, there are vultures, thieves and liars waiting to be in my back. That's life and it's for I, time to accept it and ajust, so it wont get the best of me anymore. The storm keeps on twisting, and so will be my hatred. You keep on building the lies, that you make up for all that you lack. I used to comprehend the fact in you, your life, what you've been through, lived through. I used to accept it and tried the best way that I could to play or live with it. No more will I accept it, it went too far. It does'nt make no difference. I will never make any difference to any whom any how? Escaping one last time. Why not let it be the time that I escape ? It easier to believe, in this sweat madness, a glorious sadness. No, I refuse to believe in you and all, this is surely sign that I am becoming wiser, finally. And this, all of this, brings me down to my knees. Acceptation of everything that I can't change will never be any form of despair. And whatever you may think, wont make any difference in me. I am much, much stronger because I finally accept my faith.
In the arms of my angel far way from here. From this dark, cold bedroom of mine, and the endlessness that I used to fear. I am pulled from the wreckage of my silent reverie. Thanks, it was time for that to happen to me. I am in the arms of my angel and I will find some comfort there. The only place I want to be.