I sit in loneliness and watch the meaning of my past
It dances and twitches then it lays down and dies
I see the morning sky tremble and then it open and begin to cry
As night falls and darkness fills my room… whispering thoughts haunt
Me
My candle burns low
Can I find my fate? Can I be one with my desire?
The perchment of my future burns fast and I burn myself
Badly in my futile attempt to save it
The black blood of my heart weeps, in every tear a part of myself
I have features of youth but a soul of age
Why can’t I see the web of lies my life is based upon so I can cut
Them
And become one with the sky? I long for the harmony… the peace
Within me
I wish to see myself in the burning light of truth and no longer be a
Victim of hate
I search for the purity in me… I search in my blood…
I open my vein to see what ever it may be
And as the red rivers of my life flow from its tunnels and caves…
I see lies and falseness die
I’m fading away, drowing in a thick mist of burning ice
I’m showered in the blood of dying hate and I feel pure
I’m taken to the breast of my truth and I’m reborn
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