Finally...

Is this all a fantasy?

Or am I only free?

The sky is no longer bleeding

And I can be seen again with a grin

No longer will I feel this thing

And now, I only want to sing

I'll try to live my life as I always did

But to guard me, I've placed a grid

I'll remember this time

Where no stars or sun would shine

There is always something worse

There is always a greater loss

But don't think all is perfect

If one's right, you can expect

That the other one is as much true

That is one of the greatest rule

If I ever feel this way again

I hope you'll be there, my friend

Even if you're a bit excentric

You'll surely be my favorite

I'll always be marked by this

There will always be a grief