From The Flame

My eyes released unto the world of unawaken skies and cold chills
Unlocking my lens of sight as if I have been shut out for ages,
An soon after the warm sun arises, melting my chills away
Giving love to the day with a warm kiss, hello
Finally understanding the idea of being wanted even in a slump
Seeing a world of darkness and depression, yet you know that’s not your place
You know just how to find the small lit flame inside
Infinite is it, the tender warmth of the heart waiting to appear brighter than the
Amber that begin the digression and unwilling sight of you and so the vision is
Miss sighted and you know view you from the perspective of the ones who view you  
Different from the world and you know that doesn’t matter, yet it does