domingo, 7 de janeiro de 2024

A:M

 I feel bewitched,
as though my very soul, besieged,


I feel taken abroad,

from myself,

from myself,

from myself,


Take what's truly me,

and show it unto me,


I want to know myself,

evey, smallest, deepest,

INCH OF MYSELF!


I am not a fraud,


I want to know my deepest,
Scariest,

Shadows, and fears,

I want to, in one blow, kill them all,

Or to drown them in tears,


I want to kill myself,

Only to be reborn, 


Once, and then again,

Times again, and again,

I want to be reborn, unshackled,

Free, not slave, and perpetuated 

Into the deepest, eternal reaches of God,
So that you'll all read me, and be awed. 

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