09-04-07/12-03-07
I know hell
All too well
Friend or foe
I cannot tell
It struck me once
Then I fell
And it stole my stories
For a quick sell
Then here comes love
Who tries to save
An imprisoned mind
A captured slave
He warms the cold
As I hold
His heart in mine
And melts the mold
He makes sure
He's within
My wake
Always there
When I seek escape
When I knock
He always answers
Never hesitates
To hear my anger
Now someone new
Has just arrived
Her name is Heaven
And she heard my cries
She is wise
Beyond her days
Energizing me
With her gaze
She wakes me up
From prolonged sleep
Just in time
To count the sheep
She collapsed the air
Inside my lungs
Choking my hold
On what's been done
She speaks to me
Through her eyes
Cleansing my soul
And removing the lies
She's my new hope
And my inspiration
Leading me towards
The path of salvation
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
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