Art for the Void 3 - Who am I?

Who am I in the light,

Who am I in the night,

Who am I as times grow darker,

I don't know either.

I heed my father,

I hug my mother,

Will I do right by their faith,

And survive the fray, I cannot say.

I can only pray that I can shed the child

Before I condemn him to be defiled,

He's already the product of tragedies,

I can not allow the world to be his enemy.

I will not allow his wounds to be beneath his sleeve,

Or his regrets be the reason he doesn't sleep,

For dreams hold the tender pain that'll bring him peace,

All that pain is worth the memories.

-nxtdecember-