I look up at you, like a flower that needs nourishing
for you to wash over me the fear of lust and pain
you came to me in a dream the garden of a universe so far
You delved into my mind placing triggers here and there for me to overcome
you pinned me in place upon the sanctuary of Eden's vast expansion of an un for boding grace You became thy hunter and I was the prey
unwilling to be taken to hide in plain sight, not to feel the shame that I abhor anymore.

You pinned me in my place
a sanctuary of Eden's vast expansion of the darkness The Masters good grace
like a seedling to be watered and nurtured I became the inner child lost
searching, for a bottomless sea, The longing, the waiting the contemplating
of how or why or indeed if
you kept me on the edge of my own fear like a tether screaming inside
unwilling not wanting but to be forced silenced by my own voice

To wear thy crown, to stand with a pride
that all the power is in my own hands, to be heard
to take control with a blink of my eyes
as the pain pulsates through my skin
I lost it all to be reborn it's my crown
It's my Time, My soul is alive

I once was and what I have become through pain, misguided pleasures
my own darkened thoughts, the delved though my mind when I was alone in the dark, the power now is all in my hands, a gift to give but to choose with thought
not to fall apart, to stand under the spotlight and shine
To dance, to live, to be who I am