When the pain reaches it's apogee, the spirit relieves itself from all shackles of sanity and self consciousness. It shuns all rational thinking and becomes self-aware of it's own existence. It bestows upon friends it's love and claims vengeance upon it's foes. Like a phoenix it is then reborn from it's own ashes.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Agony of the Heart...
Why do I cry all night? Why can't I see any light? Why is the pain intolerable? Why is it so unbearable? How could an Angel break my heart? Couldn't she stop me from falling apart? I wish I hadn’t wished so hard. Maybe I wished our love apart.
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