Sick

And now I pray for different things I no longer not ask the lord for idol things  
I ask him daily to just break this spell so that my heart can be free to truly heal 
And when I hear the love songs play I hold my breath and remember the innocent days
The days I woke up with an unbroken smile and the world I saw was with the innocence of a child 
And as I stare out the window mesmerised by the urgency of the pouring rain 
I am lost deep in the dark skies and the thunder and the muddied window pane  
And My soul finds solace in the darkness and in all of the turbulent sounds 
It cancels out the noise of the traffic in my mind and the cries of broken dreams scattered all over the ground
And I search hopelessly for a white flag to wave in the warfare that battles on inside of me  
Behind the smile Behind the silence it remains hidden it's invisible no one knows & no one sees 
And the one who was like magic and who made the world seem so safe 
The mask was his own it hid his intentions but he'd stolen the suit and dishonoured the cape
And the stars in my eyes drowned in an ocean of tears and in a jungle of savage lies
The truth did not free me instead it chained my heart to empty promises and plotted its woeful demise 
And if the spell could just be broken lord  I would run deep into this night 
Far away from the pain and the heart ache and back into your light