with a lock
A lock
with no key
Me by myself
in disguise
Strong rivers of blood
are gone
And, I've found myself
all alone
in the mud
Speaking to god
about love
Hating the truth
knowing of his death
Can I rest my head
at this peaceful cliff
above the vast wilderness of life
Something seems left
a "Will to See"
This last breath-I sacrifice
I never knew
Why?
If only the god of wine
could save me
from the obedient dead
The wine makes me weak
though I try to sleep
Relate "I say"
is it so hard
to change my ways
Natures touch can only
do so much
with a heart
I seek one more life
to live as a lie
wenelson2001
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