Shine through, the eternal darkness that holds me, to break free away from guilt, depression, terror of sleeping. All to hard while turning back to it is all to easy.
To love life, the essensial key for breaking free, to love. To love period, the wonderful high that keeps you on through the day. Is there....will there....be anyone like that for me? To return to the state once known as happyness, as I stagger around in the dark, cut and bloodied from tearing myself apart to find answers.
Yes. One day. I will stand tall with my love beside me, caressing her in my arms, staring off into the sunset, perhaps the last one of my days. The most beautiful of them all. And yet still holding a more beautiful art next to me. A creation of God, that feels, that hears, that speaks.
And to love her, until I can wake no more.
 Serosin · Thu Jun 09, 2005 @ 04:38pm · 5 Comments |
