Life is a rhythm of the human soul and the body is the keeper of one's spirit.Its beauty is seen by the heart and touched by love's essence to bathe in its bliss.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Falling
Standing on a platform so fragile
That I know I’ll sink if I don’t believe,
Sink to the world of the dreaded numb.
Quick silver sand swallows me in as I loose faith,
Faith in all I believed in fades,
Like the light in sheer darkness.
A grim silhouette figurine of me looses
Its will to accompany me,
I knew then I’d lost my breath forever.
Come and breath into me and bring me
To life again? Find my soul so that I can
Live to love you once again and our love
Will be lost no more.
My love give me your hand so
That I can escape from this
Lake of blood I’m drowning in,
Hold my head above the blood’s surface.
As I fall, the symphony of the darkness
Gradually deafens me as it punctures my ears,
My ears bleed from the unspoken truth
That has killed us.
As I blink for the last time, thoughts of what a
Menace I was hunts me as I lain me to eternal sleep,
The graveyard becomes my playground as I meet the spirits
That were once beings of a numb world of the living.
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