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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Here I stand mirroring my soul Descending in the inner of my existence Investigating my cobwebbed subconscious Analazying Who I am,What I want So many questions,too little answers Here I am,the prosecutor of each thought and of my every emotion Here I dig deeper and deeper in my moonless well of fear and my starlit splash of hope Faithful and doubtful of which path to take Knowing I'll never go back to the path which leads to mental bruises of shame I've been there,can still llisten to the echo of hollowness Can still feel the ombra of solitude Still haunted by its darkness Still living with its ghostly mist I will not return to that cursing thomb to that golden circle of polished snakes I will go on to find the path,the path I long for It is a desert path,but it leads to a stream A stream where I can bathe naked Where I can feel fresh water on my skin and manna on my lips A stream where I am not stoned for what I feel Every drop of dew would glisten and purify my sin I am going to that stream where I can breathe and unsuffocate my dream I am going to that place where I can love Where I can live,where I'll be loved Here I stand in the middle of nowhere asking myself which direction am to take Here I stand waiting justice for the wholly of myself So very close to heaven,yet not far away from hell Here I am,Still at Crossroads PS~A revised Oldie
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