Untitled overwhelmed at heavens gate

by Naerwen   Apr 9, 2007


Overwhelmed by what she wants (me to do)
Powerless to the tears - i wish not to weep,
No words i can articulate - to let my feelings known,
The nervous jitter anxiously twitching my inside,
What awaits if i wait a minute longer - just one,
The silence of destructive indecision,
Fingers gnawed down to the fresh flesh,
Bloody hands all marked with patterns,
A tightness in my chest - i cannot breathe,
Taking the stand and wait my judgment,
Prosecution for disobedience of my norm,
Thoughts racing a Mistress patience sweating,
Overwhelmed by what i want (cannot do again)
Though all to aware of the curtain call,
The one colored finale to my play,
Short of breath as well as option,
What are you waiting for - get up and answer
May this be my final night to live alive,
In a mercy that my heart should fail,
My chest rupture and my stomach collapse,
Under pressure that contorts support,
Fall under the scorn down to the floor,
To finally find relief of her life,
To eat the fruits at heavens golden gate,
And drink the clearest water from the canopy,
Something so pure, i cannot expel

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