Inviolate.

There are people in life
that linger
Not really knowing
or feeling their place
amongst us
Creating a world
in which they hope to fit
Once inside turn fire to ice
Within an ill sacrifice
The soul of light
becoming weak
Tender heart
no longer speak
Awakening of the rising sun
To evaporate
the darkening despair
Seeking their inner soul
To escape the world
They didn't create
More so dragged
By the hand of wrong
Who sings into the night
An illusionism

Inviolate.