The Last Year

Something out of me flows...
Love so unrestrained flees.
Slowly becoming less
My tears turn into seas...
I tore down the wall,
Armed well my own heart
Banished grief and pain
And made fear depart...
I'm not scared of the places
Where my heart hurts the most.
I'm not scared of the moments
My mind full of ghosts.
I'm not scared of the words,
That cut like a knife.
I'm not scared of dreams,
When it's hard to survive the night.