A Proper Introduction

Even in Oblivion

I’ve must made a choice
Should I give myself to an admiration
And lose all my hopes and dreams

I heard slow whisper
a faint crying of hope
but no one listen
or maybe the tears did really dry
to give a second chance
especially a bit of love
in this wind of change…

I’ve have been looking for awakening
and hope someone that shall open the door
a hope for me
a remedy to this disaster
as I’m nearly drown in this pace

So much thing are historied,
but I’m always the first of me,
It doesn’t matter, as I’m survived,
although so many died and faded,
through the waves of chaos,
nevermind if I’m defenceless and ought to fade,
as so many more to be learned,
as this blistering seconds pass,

And tomorrow will wait for me somehow,
a new ray of hope,
much more understanding,
full of love and happiness,

Farewell for now
as my destiny awaits me,
because I have choose the second chance,
and my choice is definite,
because it is me,
a new hope to be revived,
because I’ll be so much more than a memory,
a tale, a history or a myth

Even in oblivion, I believe.