No comfort in understanding

by Christopher Lee   Apr 25, 2007


Ears of a chosen one burn,
the world lives on in spite.
music flaying the flesh from soul,
it's meaning now fully told.

Envy swells to a crescendo,
an outlet not possessed.
Time has not healed,
not provide rest.

Emotional turmoil gaining a whole new level,
understanding of love turned to dust.
Mind of overly pruned wisdom,
but knowledge and understanding lost.

Unmanageable anger,
the temple destroyed.
Reason withheld,
animosity devoid.

The hand has been dealt,
the bluff been played.
A heart transformed to shadow,
in the shadow will fade.

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