Baptism In Fire

BAPTISM IN FIRE


I’VE SEEN THE WORST
BEEN BOTH BLESSED AND CURSED
JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE LIFE 
FOR THIS PASSENGER OF TIME
I SPEAK IN RIDDLE 
AT TIMES END UP IN RHYME
DAYS I WALK
DAYS I RUN AWAY FROM THE WORLD
BECAUSE I DO NOT LIKE WHAT I’M SEEING

THE DREAMS I’VE SEEN ARE PASSING AWAY
AS STRENGTH FALLS PREY TO WEAKNESS
TANGLED IN THE FRAY
PULLED UNDER BY THE CURRENT
ITS UNRELENTING TORRENT
OF TWISTED MISUNDERSTOOD EMOTIONS
THAT PLAY THEMSELVES OUT ON MY WORLD

GUIDED BY A CERTAIN BLEAKNESS
A FEELING SO FORLORN
YET BENEATH ITS NUMBING VEIL
THERE’S A SENSE OF COMFORT AND WARMTH
OVER AND OVER I FIND MYSELF RETURNING
FOR THE PLEASURE OF THE PAIN
SALT IN THE WOUND WON’T STOP THE BURNING
IT’S ONLY FUEL FOR THE FLAME

AND IT’S THE FATHER, THE SON,
AND THE HOLY GHOST I THANK
FOR MY BAPTISM IN FIRE…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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March 27, 2012 at 10:20 PM
Michael, this is very uplifting, thank you for the lovely poem, I had much fun and thought reading your poem tonight*LUV~PD
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