WINDOWS OF HAZE
‘I will not yield, I will not give in, I will stay strong, I will stay true to myself, And therefore true to those around, Give more than I had been given, Live more than I was destined to…’ The words ring through again and again, As oxygen to the dying body, So be it for the dying soul , Sometimes its not enough… Nothing ever is… Clinging to life by a breaking thread, Fractious and fragile, Embarking on a path of mutilation and self destruction, The path of discovery….- That leads to nowhere In a land so foreign… Like the discoverer finding what was already found Empty promises and deceptive futures The power of belief much too overrated Needing something perhaps customized Not understanding but trudging through The epitome of naivety and gullibility Where goes the path from now? To hell or heaven… For ruin or restoration… For pain or pleasure… For Jesus or Judas… Who can tell? |
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