Your Own Destiny

by Tessa   Dec 14, 2005


It's just a ball of dust
Beneath my feet
It rolls around the sun
Dosn't mean that much to me

I take a chance on the edge of life
Just like all the rest
I look inside and dig it out
Cause there's no points for second best

There's a raging fire in my head tonight
Growing higher and higher in my soul
There's a raging fire in the sky tonight
I want to ride on a silver dove
Far into the night

Till I make you take me
On your mighty wings
Make you take me
On your mighty wings across the sky
Take me on your mighty wings
Take me on your mighty wings tonight

With just a little luck
A little cold blue steel
I cut the night like a razor blade
Till I feel the way I want to feel
And recolection beneath my feet.

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  • 18 years ago

    by N J Thornton

    A powerful write. I liked the way you described the earth and the whole of existance really. I think the repetition in the fourth stanza worked well, it wasn't too much and it gave the desperate needy feeling of wanting to fly away. On the very last line of the final stanza you have a typo, I think you meant "beneath."
    Well done, great write.

  • 18 years ago

    by GoddessOfWings

    Beautiful... just... beautiful. I am at a loss for words, gracious one. Please continue with your work; you do have the talent.

    Gurdy x (GoddessOfWings)

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