Ciara

Standing on the edge
You should see the view
Don't worry about going back
because forgetting will eat at you
Once a scene has found a light
There's no escaping from your eyes
You wont forget this Fight or Flight

Sunshine Cigarette
Her green eyes are blood-shot red
Moving back but moving on
This pain has been here way too long
She's falling apart but she's way too strong

A smile can grow on her lips
But there's still something behind it

Jaded morning, Dying night
She's fought so many battles
She's still alive
Look into her eyes
Her past doesn't really matter

[[special thanks to Ciara, to sharing her story, without even realizing the inspiration tied in]]