Razor Sadness
Moving towards the darkness
I could only see myself
There was no one else
No one to set me free
I planned to succeed
I set it up so carefully
You see the light was not to be
It was not meant for me
I live for the darkness
Cemetery sadness
Midnight trains that clang
And whistle through the nights
I put the steel upon my wrist
And felt the cold blindness of fear
I had a razor sadness
And my blood would be the cure
I felt the rain upon steel shores
And then it was so quiet
The light was in my eyes
Was I in hell or heaven?
I heard a woman’s voice calling,
Calling me from the abyss
I rose up through the caverns
And then I felt a kiss
My eyes snapped open
And I realized I was still alive
Would this life not let me go
Release me, set me free?
My soul was full of cancer
My mind a one legged dancer
I soon learned from my peers
Those other souls with fears
That my story was not unique
And I was not alone
They helped me to my feet
And walked me down the hall
Towards redemption of my life
But mostly of my soul.
One-by-one I heard their stories
And mine was yet to tell
For I was not ready to admit
I was not ready to commit
But committed I was
And I journeyed there long
Until one day I realized
That when you find love
You will come to peace
Your fears will cease
And you will learn to love.
Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2013
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