Ashes Are Burning

I remember the night we stood together in the fire....

No. I will not.

I remember...it is part of who I am and has been, since that night...
It is written that fire clenseth the soul, purifying, making over again, making a new creation.
I swear as I stood with her that night, it was so.
I looked into her eyes, held onto her, body and spirit, with all that I had, and I believed that she did the same for me, that she my savior and I hers did become.
I believed that all else fell away, save the sharing of our souls in sacred pledge and vow.

She made that into a lie.

She used to touch me....touch...my heart.
I thought it was a healing she was performing.
It was a robbery.
All this time, I have not thought about......what used to be.
I could not.
But I can see it now for what it was.
She gave me nothing.
She took.
She stole.
And she thought to get away with it.
To get away with all of it.

But I know.
I know of what she did that day.

"It was the day the world went wrong
I screamed til my voice was gone
And watched throught the tears as everything came crashing down.
Slowly panic turns to pain
As I awoke to what remained
To sift through the ashes that are left behind...."

Redemption is what I want.
I want what is mine. That will be redemption.
The two for her one.
I will take them far away, to the ends of the earth, where we shall never again be disturbed.
Never discovered.
I will save them from the horror of her fire, the pain of her lies.

I will do what needs to be done.

For them.
For the lives that stir yet in the ashes that are burning.
For when all else falls away......
....in their innocence
....they are the only hope left to rise.




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJynET3b3PM