Saturday, June 05, 2004
Something i wrote in my previous depressed mode…Been re-reading old diary entries and this thing i wrote…it just fits so well. For me it does at least. You know how its so much easier to talk about terrible things after their over. There’s so much i want to say, but for now. This was who i was just 2 weeks back.
white fire
If i stood in a pillar of white fire, outside of time and space
I once believed that i could look at God in the face,
And be forgiven, and rise above
My life’s my own,
I rest my case
But put me to judgment now and the fire would consume me
My broken wings torn from me
My helplessness condemned
If I looked you in the face you would do right
To turn from me
Cast your gaze away from the dying embers of my soul
Too replete with
me, and too empty of you
While there is time i pray
That the flame does not extinguish
- and fight against the dying of the light –
Maybe one day the waters will run clear
And if one day you found lying,
As an empty seashell upon a sandy shore
-Maybe i will learn how to shine again
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