Urge Is Yearning

Volition always were your spark of life 
Don't mind the reprovers 
They only caused your metallic tears 
But not the sparkling grace they seed 

Urge is yearning 
And becomes woe 
Slowly as your search for the hated 
Becomes an obsession 

Hollow's the line of least resistance 
Cut the short cut to the detour 
Leads you to wait anf percevere 
You weren't meant to disappear 

Phoenix will always rise again