Saturday, April 27, 2013

Electric


Feel through me, in one cold sweep
let my soul weep in grief.
 Heartless ache, breaks dawn
my day pre-recorded; 
plays what I hate.
Sought out solutions, fueled by desolation
and now that it’s over
my feet stumble forward.
I fall at each rock, 
blood laces my steps;
an echo rings clear
I hear my self breathe.
No longer scared,
I burn with desire. 





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