The Expanse of Nothingness
This victim of self like a snake
Broken heart to devour my pride
And then what coils around will awake
Ouroboros eating his lies
This hero of truth like a trance
All black and white in this haze
Where my sword in the darkness will dance
Behind my shield I dream for days
This hatred for life like a game
Noisy conflict unfolding the scenes
And within each of the players a pain
Now their silence gives birth to teams
This wisdom of love like a dare
Will I speak of such deep disease
When what I am is too much to bare?
On the edge and with no release
This painting is not a man
Nor child, not even real
I am the constantly changing sands
And there is nothing I can not feel
I will become every fall
I awake to remember the words
That encumbers the many tall
And have silenced all those that heard
This truth can not change its rhyme
Only reflect on those that hide
And the heart ever heeds the signs
Drawn to the changes within the tides
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2009
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