Break
Yesterday I saw a man with no face
Today he is still yet the same
“Tomorrow”, he said, was his name
He told me of a place where time never moves
A place where the world can not find you
A better place to call home
Need only convince yourself it is not a tomb
You can imprison the body
You can safeguard the mind
But you can not protect the heart
From
Love beyond all means of comprehension
Convinces the soul to let go
Everything will be okay
They hurt me in ways no one will ever see
They twist me in ways no one should ever be
They pile on to bury me and never let me
Break
The orphan child God left at the day care
He’ll be back they say, he’ll be back
To drop another one off
Sift the mud away from the rocks
Arrange them categorically
One can almost see the empire
Desperate self destruction
Egocentricity
No one else deserves the right or the pleasure
Counting the ghosts in your mind
How many more today?
Such are better than the ones yet living
They will never leave you
They will never abandon you
They will always be here
They will never go away
Copyright © Seth Cross | Year Posted 2010
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