My escape through the storm. ‎Reason for why I was born. ‎ ‎Who awakens me from my slumber, melting my frozen heart into its chamber. ‎The one who met me at my ruin, ‎who appreciates every block of my cracks. ‎Filling the empty hole no one else could. ‎ ‎ ‎Bringing my mind out of its dungeon, ‎leaving my eyes open to see the horizon. ‎Letting me dance in the vivid hues, ‎and feel the warmth of willow. ‎ ‎ ‎He painted a rainbow in my dark cloud, ‎so I can hold my head high and proud. ‎ ‎ ‎In emptiness I was pulled, ‎and the black unfolded into different vivid hues, ‎letting me dance out of the ordinary. ‎ ‎ ‎I am a ruin who finds its prince; let me be your throne. ‎