The way it is with me!
By Naz •
How do I explain my state of being;
When I originate from the unseen;
That which I am...that which I am not;
Opposing forces embodied in a knot;
One tied to the earth the other to the sky;
Between water and fire doth my soul lie;
My ageless soul beyond time and space;
No longer desires this worldly place;
How am I expected then to be;
I am a cracked vessel empaled by destiny;
Its vice ripped thro the fabric of my mind;
I lost grip on my figment of reality and time;
My puritagle heart as still as the silence;
My echoed memories amist a world of violence;
My uninhabited mind seeking no retreat;
For their is nothing left to defeat;
Im enslaved to a mystical majestical love;
To he who has no name Lord of the heavens above;