“I found a grave
Brushed off the face
Felt your light
and I remember why I know this place.

Well, as much as it hurts,
Ain’t it wonderful to feel?
So go on and bring your wings

I’m not afraid
I push through the pain
And I’m on fire.

I remember how to breathe again

I will find a way
Even without wings
Follow your heart
Till it bleeds
As we run towards the end of the dream.”

A.Lee