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Cleansed By Water

A dark embrace, quiet and cold Born to sink into this mould The earth a path of perfect distress Of wolves and sheep, I was made to confess So empty then, in playful repent Such guilt in awe of all that I spent All protest thrown into the sea My spirit drowned by the monster in me Then reborn, as silent as sin A broken storm, a chaotic thing Creating pain; scorching this world The ocean’s cries going unheard Casting stones at evil’s request Into the pain my mirror detests Her empty face; the lessons I fought How many lost; how many sought? Broken then, seeking despair Designed to die; created to share To fade alone, I sought barren lands The winter ice then taking my hand A cracking shell, the ocean beneath Cleansed by rain encompassing me A greater depth I’d never known Awash with pain, but no longer alone The soul I’d lost, holding me still Empty before, but now I am filled Reborn in light; reclaimed by the sea The ice is gone, and now I am free

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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