Intangible Horizon, by bedazzled Subscribe to rss feed for bedazzled

To conquer this doubt
that corrodes at my veins
is to find perfection.
  Deep breaths,
  cool oxygen
  to gather the strength it takes
  to fight myself.
If I could only 
  suffocate
these insecurities
and bury them forever
  then eternity would be touchable.
Patience to my weary feet
and shredded heart,
  patience.
To wait,
  to endure,
to reveal paradise.
  How far,
  how far away?
Intangible horizon.
 
Posted: 2009-10-05 08:33:55 UTC

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