Among the nothingness I stand
Not a woman, not a man
Unidentifiable, as their definitions stand
Among the nothingness I stand
Not a woman, not a man
Unidentifiable, as their definitions stand
They led me behind a broken barn
They showed me all the things they have done
Creatures that looked like smoke
Amazing teacher and writer
The Will (Self-Discipline) – http://wp.me/p7ncYE-1w
I birthed it,
The story that I wrote
Out of a dream I had
Of me laying on a little boat
Soon I woke with vague memory
Thoughts I could not define
What was I doing on a boat on that dream of mine
I think it was lost
But no one really knew
So no one ever searched
For what can’t be proved
Numbers and charts that say nothing at all
Misleading us to think that the truth isn’t far
It was written somewhere, but where… I forget
The bible must’ve had it, but it failed to translate
She is not lost
She just hasn’t found her destination
Locked in a cage
But freed by her imagination
He tried to explain to me
That my soul has forgotten how it used to be
Before it was imprisoned by this jailer, this body
As the bright light shined down on me
I was blinded and no longer can see
That this… what I love so much is just a prison keeping me from my destiny
I often forget that I have a choice
I let the radio choose what I listen to
And let the TV feed my brain
I am wasting my freewill, angels must think I am insane.
#Human
In a treasure chest only my eyes can see
I hide things that make me, me.
There you’ll find treasures of my own
poems too personal, drawings so imperfect, and sand from back home.
But here (in the blog world) I find chests open wide.
So I throw the key and join the fight.
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