Edge of the Earth
I’ve shared all my love far past what I see
Expression and my hope, far past expectancy
All of my beliefs, container of my soul
Everything that is me is far past what I’ve told
Help me, I’m doubting the above
Save me, return what you have shoved
Anger, the product of my past
Fear me, my anger hates my love
Selfish, desire gives me pain
Lost now, I look for what I can gain
Kill me, I’ve a hate for what I am
Show me before I’m martyred by the damned
Breathe into me, dig up this sand
Just take my hand
Reproach is slowly showing me
One last look, more self sympathy
Crawling, escape the fog holding me
My heart stops, I have some clearancy
Heartless, once I pull you down
Painless, denying my own frown
Soulless, holding up my crown
Worthless, friends all died and drowned
Breathless, take in what’s around
Weightless, no gravity or sound
Timeless, the clock will start when it is wound
Deny this, my mind could not have found
Into the ground
High burial mound
No more sound
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2006
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