Reborn
Contemplating birth In context of (this world)(darkest hours) Born and born again Past not repeating Though it insists on itself Hollow like a ghost This time not hopeless Though my hope looks far away She has a home here The minutes go by To remember half the time Feels a worser fate I remember sparks Like the feeling at first sight And recognition Not some vain prestige But a single pair of eyes Lighting in the night So I'll count out loud Misguided, ill instructed But hearts magnetic These polarized ends Measured by each line written Time their flips just right