I
There is a
thin line between love and hate
And I am on
the precipice
Looking down
I see a void
Looking up
rain clouds darken the sky
Is this real?
Or is it
just another one of those dreams?
Where you
feel helpless and tied down
While the
shadows of your demons
Haunt you
time and again
As the sky
growls and rain drenches you
II
I look down
at my hate
I wish it
would go away
I wish to
step back from the precipice
But all I do
is fall
I feel cold
and lost in my misery
As from the
ether Beelzebub rises
And beckons
me into the void
III
I need to
find love again
Love for the
things I do
Love for
music and other pursuits
They say
life is not about the storm
But about
dancing in the rain
And I wish
someone would waltz with me
Until I see
a rainbow
I want to
believe Ed Sheeran
When he
swears it will get easier
A day will
dawn tomorrow
Bright and
hopeful
I will step
back from the void
I will be
with every cell in my body
And hate
will have no power over me
The Bilge Master
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