I am just hanging on to the tail of a beast, not the head of the demon.
Choice has only given me two options
I want to let go, , I do,
I speak to the walls around me; I tell them who I am
Waking with a heart beat I can hear,
I know what today shall be.
Even the gloomy nights of death hold fine secrets
Delve into the reflection of the heart
Express it with a bursting force
I find it awfully hard to express myself trough words.
Words are limited.
They can’t taste a feeling or smell the hart.
So I prefer to use imagination.
Lord, you kept my soul from the pit of hell.
Once secure, I thought I would never slip.
When you withdrew your spirit, I fumbled.
But I place my trust in you, the almighty g-d
Living the dream of truth,
Praying for truth of the dream,
Knowing it’s not what it seems.
Young naked sheep scatter in schools of fools.
This is all unknown at the time of the first cage.
Run… Where? ..Don’t stop.
Inside my pupils, , see a hole
A stab from the spade
, A dug up soul.
My soul has moved from the calm waters of desire,
Up to and into the cave of love that shoots hot flames,
A flame trying to escape its wick.
My soul Ready to expire.
As they took terns speaking of pain
As they took pleasure in the pasts
As they smiled, as they cried,
Silence spoke at last