Wednesday, March 6, 2013
A clearer picture
So what may seem as clear is but a mere glimpse at the soul
When I dig out the shard of broken glass from my flesh
And stair profusely at my heart through these gaping wounds
And it amazes me how fragile it is to the point of being brittle
A question to slumber a answer before spoken
No sleep no death no waking up to die
In conclusion to what is give and take
I give u now my life do with it what u may
As before when I have given its contents and existence
Nail me now to your deeds and mishaps
I am the wicked the evil the beast
To which man may redeem himself by slaying
I walk the path I know where it leads to
I meet no man half way for I bear no resemblance
No shape no figure no portrait
Black as night cold steel pail as death
The wolf
Anticipate dissipate hesitate then die
Time time time time time
The bitter sweet end
Freedom beyond this life
Far from the ties that bind
The chains of bondage
Like an animal tied down by these abstract ropes
Lacerated by tongues impaled by hearts
Left to bleed to death
Emotions seeping thru like puss
Vile stench of a dead corroding soul
And I hear the voice of God say unto me
“Thru out your days the u have gained all
And your final lesson is thus this question
What is most difficult
Carrying a lifeless body or carrying the life”
To which I have answered my father in kind
“Death”
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