Sometimes life seems too quiet
Into paralyzing silence
Like the moonless dark
Meant to make me strong
Familiar breath of my old lies
Changed the color in my eyes
Soon he will perforate the fabric of the peaceful by and by
Sorrow lasts through this night
I'll take this piece of you
And hope for all eternity
For just one second I felt whole
As you flew right through me
Left alone with only reflections of the memory
To face the ugly girl that's smothering me
Sitting closer than my pain
He knew each tear before it came
Soon He will perforate the fabric of the peaceful by and by
Sorrow last through this night
I'll take this piece of You
And hope for all eternity
For just one second I felt whole
As You flew right through me
And we kiss each other one more time
And sing this lie that's halfway mine
The sword is slicing through the question
So I won't be fooled by his angel light
Sorrow lasts through this night
I'll take this piece of you
And hope for all eternity
For just one second I felt whole
As you flew right through me
And up into the stars
Joy will come 
For me, writing is exploration; and most of the time, I'm supprised where the journey takes me. I'm here to share my journeys with you, for your pleasure and entertainment. Feel free to follow and comment - any feedback is very much appreciated :)
Thursday, 20 January 2011
Monday, 17 January 2011
Trapped.
There was this stranger who came into our town 
He was dark, and tall, and had eyes that could look right down into the bottom of your soul
One evening, he got us all together in the big audiotorium.
The only light was on him.
We were in the dark.
We were caught up in somthing we didn't understand
As he slowly moved us with his chant
Into insistence savage throbbing crescendos of ecstacy.
Whatever it was, it was magic.
He was dark, and tall, and had eyes that could look right down into the bottom of your soul
One evening, he got us all together in the big audiotorium.
The only light was on him.
We were in the dark.
We were caught up in somthing we didn't understand
As he slowly moved us with his chant
Into insistence savage throbbing crescendos of ecstacy.
Whatever it was, it was magic.
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