Tuesday, April 3, 2007

grueling excruciation

You close your doors on me
and lost me in a forest
of thorns and roses
in one blink of an eye

I was naked
walking in the narrowest path
a gateway connecting
to what i presumed heaven

every motion i make
to these jungle of thorns
cuts my skin open
I'm bathing on blood

every loneliness I feel
like a stab on my back
a stone on my head
every time I think back

In this journey I'm taking
I've been praying to heaven
Oh my God hear me
save me

I cried
I kneel
begging
come back

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