Sacricfice
Bearing the guilt
i'm wearing
drag me like'
a tow truck
from the ground
to the ceiling
staring at
my past of how
wise and willing
help me rise from
killing
help me
recognize
my feelings
and others
as i sacrifice
my blood
my life
my love
my night
in innocence's
against
pain i write
spark the ?
and light an incense
my dark nights was
spent looking for
a loud noise of love
but clouded by
the fog of drugs.
i've found love
by giving up
my wants.
Copyright © Frederick Smith | Year Posted 2005
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