Hell without a cell.

by Cate Rock   Feb 16, 2009


A tear...it falls
down my cheek
I'm still bound here by walls.
Its only truth i seek.

Love, it hurts
sin, its fun
dirt unearthed
Sun, it burns

Death has come and past.
My body learned to make it last.
Death nothing new,
If only i where with you.

The mirror in my cell a doorway to my hell...
My grace defaced.
My chains pulling me back making it such a waist...
Nothing to face just four walls and absent is my grace...

Bars none...
Yet it is a prison,
Demons...none
Yet this is hell...

Into the shadows something hides...
Its a creature on my side.
His old torn soul come to ease my pain...
He has brought me rain.

In a meadow far and wide...
No where to hide yet there is no point...
I reach for the sky.
i feel raindrops collide.

A poring rain...
A meadow with no pain.
No point in loss...
You feel nothing.

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