My Prison

by Jeremy Edmondson   Jan 14, 2006


These cold winter nights hold my mind in extravagant thought prison
Thoughts come and go yet are constantly badgered by what I should have done
Oceans I have poured on the paged of our love and no words have smudged
And when I saw the last one fall thoughts sprang a new
I did after all give it the morrow and the star did not super nova
I did after all give it the morrow and the love did not shake
True thought it had been chased to the farthest reaches of my heart
But even that did make it go away
My heart had to minimize to make my love shrink and that
That shrinking of my heart caused me more pain than I hope ever crossed the heart of you
Although at that moment small it was still a love that was still alive
A love which still was plentiful
Just as today only not as small
In my prison on theses cold winter nights I can never piece together my feelings
I can only speak them as they come
I only wish this it be a preamble to a new me and a new beginning
For as these ideas swim in my mind
Only the one who sat me in this cell can turn the key to unlock it
Only the love the bars are made of can obliterate them
With all my thoughts now down on paper
I will now say farewell
Goodbye to the creator of my prison
Goodbye to my hopeful savior
Goodbye for now to the human side of us for now only love can fight this battle
Only love, which is not held to this body like everything else, can give us both the hope we need
Love, now, is the only force, the strongest force, finds my prison permeable

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