A balm to my festering wounds
A guiding shade in my blinding desert
A strait line in my endless mazes
Soothing psalms soar
Memory fades
And my aches melt away
Faster…faster
My catharsis
A purpose when none is left
My fate my own
And my life in my hand for once
None left but me
For all the others are but fading dots
Faster…faster
My catharsis
My mind focused
On a never ending point
Never reached
Never out of reach
Faster…faster
My catharsis
My soothing psalms
The balm of my wounds
My catharsis
Friday, April 07, 2006
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2 comments:
nice & expressive ya Seth!
btw, dont i know you from some place? :)
thx...
and no i do not think so...
maybe we met in a dream...
once upon a time...
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