I feel a downpour of discontent...
A sort of endless battle perhaps, between myself and my enemy...
the self destructive self
That part of me threatening to take over, to rape my innocence
And leave me a weak, shaking and scarred soul..
One which does not dare to feel
Does not make ready to take off
And will not feel the thrill as it
Lifts off and leaves the limitations of fear
Behind to fly
I stare at my downcast reflection in a calm pool
Illuminated by the near full moon..
I wonder what it is that tortures me so that I can't
Even be lifted up by angels sent to give my knees
Rest from the endless stumbling..
And then, there is a flash in the pool..
I stare transfixed by a moment, which seems to last eternally...
A pure connection between two beings..
Just for a moment, but lasting forever,
Where fear is banished to the streets outside
And all that remains is.. an equation that defies all logical understanding.
The answer not singular or plural, positive or negative..
Simply true.
A breathe of wind and the moment is gone..
I gaze with longing at the pool, now dark and
Uninspired by the fading moonlight..
My downcast face, no longer visible beyond a silhouette
Backlit by the streetlight reflecting clouds..
A sort of endless battle perhaps, between myself and my enemy...
the self destructive self
That part of me threatening to take over, to rape my innocence
And leave me a weak, shaking and scarred soul..
One which does not dare to feel
Does not make ready to take off
And will not feel the thrill as it
Lifts off and leaves the limitations of fear
Behind to fly
I stare at my downcast reflection in a calm pool
Illuminated by the near full moon..
I wonder what it is that tortures me so that I can't
Even be lifted up by angels sent to give my knees
Rest from the endless stumbling..
And then, there is a flash in the pool..
I stare transfixed by a moment, which seems to last eternally...
A pure connection between two beings..
Just for a moment, but lasting forever,
Where fear is banished to the streets outside
And all that remains is.. an equation that defies all logical understanding.
The answer not singular or plural, positive or negative..
Simply true.
A breathe of wind and the moment is gone..
I gaze with longing at the pool, now dark and
Uninspired by the fading moonlight..
My downcast face, no longer visible beyond a silhouette
Backlit by the streetlight reflecting clouds..
