With time,
You'll begin to understand
A concept you'll never fully grasp
Until it breaks you of any heart you once had.
A lesson learned through countless weeks,
Dotted with untold fantasies
And miserable eternities,
Through summers well spent
Dreaming of what could have been.
But when years spent under servitude
To a crown only you can see
Comes promising not salvation
But a letter of resignation,
You'll wonder if souls can be reclaimed
Or if it's possible to go on unwhole,
When such simple words
Could stitch up every wound conceived
From the seperation of two worlds.
Heavens discovered, hells endured
And unknown worlds navigated,
All due to one wrong turn
That brought elation and despair
And a realization that time's almost out.
With time, histories will be forgotten
And with time,
Time will go on.