Like a storm this rage envelops me
Delivers me to places I didn’t want to be
Shows me mirrors I’ve spent years abandoning
Scares me to the point of no return
Pushes me over the edge
Like the fire inside destroys as it burns
Nothing I wish to embrace
This absence in my face, the level of rage
The drama I’ve given into
Opens doors I have no wish to walk through
I give everything for the string dangling in front of me
Teasing the thought of sanity
I’m lost without the light
Able to lead me back to clarity and sight
My rage is uncontrolled
My anger unparalleled
My hope abandoned
My fists in flight
I must find the way back to love
Let go of the fear
The love you seek lies in there
Let go, walk through, love awaits you
Believe, and dream it true ⓒ 2003 Shawn Michael Quinn
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