When the world, as we knew it changed..
When things fell apart..
I fell into my own sadness..
Leaving nothing but a melancholic tune..
Yet do not fear for my self..
For I do not feel none..
My eyes have opened to my past..
I have done things beyond an explanation..
Beyond any reason..
Even immoral, and times violent..
In my defence, I had my reasons..
I thought were just and true..
Like any naive, hot headed..
Victim of impressionable youth..
But like Icharus..
I was forced to come face to face..
With an unmerciful reckoning..
To crash and burn within seconds..
And to...