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Jul 05, 2007 03:00

You believed.  You believed in me.  You believed in movements none could see.  A passionate spirit.  The uncompromise.  Boundless and open.  The light in your eyes.  Then immobilized.  Broken.  Broken.  Fell at the hands of those movements that I wouldn't see.  Yet it was you who prayed for me.  So what have I done to be son to an angel?  What have I done to be worthy?

Daylight dims leaving cold flourescents.  Difficult to see you in this light.  Please forgive this selfish question, but what am I to say to all these ghouls tonight?  She never told a lie.  Well, might have told a lie, but never lived one.  Didn't have a life.  Didn't have a life, but surely saved one.  See? I'm all right, now it's time for us to let you go.
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