Monday, September 10, 2007

in absence of reason do i live,
only to stifle in my curse

do i wish upon it myself ?
for i see my escape and do i fear the release for i fear it in itself ?

a thousand questions does my heart ask of me

am i a prisoner of my own sorrow
or a fool of my own folly

bear not the cross shall i,
fail not the purpose will i

an untimely death shall my reason befall
for i am a fool of my own ...

reason

.sin

1 comment:

.blink said...

too much rage
obliterates all emotions
a deserted mind
illed with unrest
rampled by stangers
nd burnt by the gods

I cannot swim

a million images
a few hours
sanity relinquishes
a dropped thought
to a weak head
in a dark room

i dont know what that means

titanium plates in my left leg, two slip discs,
whiplash injuries
roken ribs
dislocated shoulders
multiple concussions
broken fingers
smashed wrists
dislocated jaw

metaphoric clerics
distant chants
a promised mecca
a weathered storm
manna wasted
disguised porn

... U