Rainstorm

The Wall

It's a shame,
That eyes can only see ahead,
If only I had looked behind,
I would see how near was the end

Night gathered,
The birds fell quiet,
The demons rose in glee,
And clouded up my sight

Taking steps back,
One at a time,
Should I sink back,
Or stand up and fight?

Their flames froze my heart,
Their icy voices burned my mind,
Their steps shook my existence,
But worse, their eyes saw my fright

Slowly sinking into the dark,
Until I am but a shadow,
And then my back hits something hard,
But the pain seems to give me a glow

The flame in me grows brighter,
Killing all the shadows,
Which I once was,
And still the flame burns high

The fog burns in my flares,
Lighting up my path,
The demons turn out to be trees,
Standing in the great dark

As I engulf the world,
With my inferno,
My mind humbles me,
Tells me "no"

The dark is long gone,
The very indentation erased,
But what is the use of ashes,
Of all the trees razed?

I still need the light,
But now I know,
I want not the harsh burns of coals,
But just a soft afterglow

I turn back to see the wall now,
Left so far behind,
It is just a speck of memory,
Just an echo of a song

Let me not forget,
That pain made me brighter,
Hitting the wall taught me,
To rekindle the extinguished fire