Post by Unknown on Dec 11, 2003 11:03:29 GMT -5
Grief when liquid chills like an icy rain, when solid
becomes a granite block of rage. When alone forgetting
all you know it turns to something far beyond, pain so
deep the crystalline breeze of the mountains seems
like fire in the night. Always trying to put the past
behind you but every step you seem to take puts you
one step closer to the truth you seek to avoid,
calling a brother enemy and an enemy brother. Seeing
both die as you are helpless to stop it.
Suddenly you find the thing you have searched for, a
light in the tunnel, a bridge to the shore. And with
the passion of love you go forth only to find yourself
misled and lost in the darkness once again, betrayed
by the light, and you come to realize there is no
love, no honor, no light at the end of the tunnel, but
still you search for the shrapnel that you found
before until bitterness envelopes you in it’s dark
embrace… smothering, destroying, killing all hope…<br>Grief when liquid burns like a raging fire, when solid
turns an honest man liar…
