as the rose-colored lenses break

Star signs above us, moving us
towards destinies no one foresees
Beyond a veil of whispy sky
the moon looks down, a watchful eye
and here I am alone again
with the pain beneath my skin,
candles painting portraits on the wall
All the moments that made me fall
were just the shadows that they cast
a parlor trick from the past
The fortune-tellers say to me
They see the waves beneath my feet
but above the stars to which I pray,
the rain that waits to wash away
all the horrors that were left behind
There's a whisper in my mind
"Someday you will smile again"
and one word choked out: when?
but the wind just answers through the trees
as the zodiac shines down on me.