no one to trust
love a forgotten dream
a mind slipping in and out of night
begging for some release
looking for beauty in a world gone wrong
those lost fantasies of a life to live
searching for that shadowy flicker
shards of memory now flashing and gone
there's still fire in the soul
that was not doused but tamed
by the harsh whip of reality
crying out for the lost heart of being
wild rides into madness
and screaming trips to nowhere
battered, fighting self-induced demons
that whisper of will in the heart of darkness
Thursday, September 17, 2009
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