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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