The Conqueror Falls

The price of perfection,
one cannot bare.
The price of freedom,
one cannot share.

The hours engulf you,
the minutes indulge you.
Time waits for no man,
yet you're still waiting here.

Trading places for thee unknown,
feeling like a fool,
but waiting for your soul mate,
seems like too much to behold.

You sin in the masses,
wasting away in this world,
You fuck up second chances,
making false promises to those you hold dear.

The tide takes you away,
you don't notice you've drowned.
Your world crumbles,
you don't notice when you hit ground.

Night's darkness sinks in slowly,
but you're waiting for the day.
You hold true love for no one,
yet you hold your breath when he walks by anyway.

The things you were intending,
hold strong and true,
the tears you're fighting,
try to fucking destroy you.

But at last,
the conflicts resolved,
the future seems bright,
but the conqueror falls,
what a fucking fright.

The you find light,
and it makes you seem virtuous,
drawing you in for a closer look,
but it makes no sense now,
for the ultimate price,
and your soul that it took.