May 23, 2005 20:21
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping....
The moon tells me a secret. My confidant....
As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own
A million light reflections pass over me
It's source is bright and endless.
She resuscitates the hopeless.......
Without her we are lifeless satellites dreaming dreams....
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't want to be down here feeding my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out before I pine away.
before I pine away.....
and once again.
i feel empty.
congratulations jacob.