Puissance - Brittle

Staring at the sky as if for the first time Nothing's like I thought anymore Holding my breath as long as I can Terrified what if I let go. So I reach deep inside and try once again. To rise and get back on my feet But find myself falling right back down Beat down by a fear I don't know. .. .. I hope and pray to be taken away .. Try to face my innermost but somehow it seems It's always right behind me as I turn Tragic as I wallow in self pity and unrest (?) This world is brittle and so am I One last try to break more chains To rid myself of all the pain I caused Brush away from all by the power of truth There can't be many others left behind This time I rise, my mind is set I walk steadfast towards the sun Clenching my fist I dare not look back Tomorrow [...] soul left to find