Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Broken
A life most unlived
A tale most untold
A dream most undreamt
A love less than more old
Silver and its fragments mixed together
Into an unexplainable blue
Washed away and trampled
Only by the desperate heart of you
I feel no desperation
Or fear for what is unreal
Only an aching numbness
Felt by the innermost part of my being
Their pain is washed away
But falls upon these blood-stained hands
All in its twisted ways
Found by the one claim to be had
Don’t need your direction
Don’t need your help
Just want your protection
From these walls of my inward hells
I know you don’t need me
If you want me I shall be surprised
But still can you find me
And somehow lead me away towards the light
An angel calls my name
I recognize her voice
Drifting over the plains of the no longer there
The one’s that walk the seas and roam the winds
Lost in their hopelessness
The halls of fire are being burnt to a crisp
And they shall flow away like a river
Lost in the dead-spring’s mist
And the flame shall melt none yet the quicker
Swerve and dance
Dance and fall
An ocean screams in one voice
Broken and yet- not broken at all
<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
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