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on Thursday, June 24 @ 00:00:00 UTC
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The Wings Are Inside
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on Thursday, June 24 @ 00:00:00 UTC
Even_Angels_Fall writes:: " I seem to live in a tiny paradox
I see the world as it is
Yet I also see everything that it is not
My hopes fade quickly
I long for the white light of sanctuary
Inside me, there are many voices
I am set with so many difficult choices
In this world, I do not feel free
My heart is like the fading color of a sunbeam
I am everything I am, but not anything I am striving to be
For happiness to reach my soul, takes eternity
I see this life as way too short
For humans to grow so much inside
Live a short life and then just die
It has to be all for something more
The hurt inside leaves me crying on the floor
The anger inside leaves me walking out the door
But something here bounds me to endure
I can feel it in my heart, but I remain unsure
Unsure of all that I know
If I move too fast, where will it go?
So I am growing into myself so slow
All I long for is to know
I want to know what gives the wind longing to sing
To know how to grasp such beautiful things
As a bird flying far away, yet its spirit is here everyday
If I outstretch my arms, why is there no wings?
If I close my eyes, what is it that I see?
Colors and colors, but I don't know what it means
Why on earth have we come into being?
Inside, my soul is screaming and screaming
Shadows have a tendency
To eat away at me
I stand strong, but at the same time I am fading
There are things around always persuading
A warm voice having trouble communicating
It's waves are static like a bad radio station
That seems so so far away
If I try to listen, I don't know what they say
My hand on my heart, only hearing dark
A voice is trapped so deep inside
Unwilling to not hide
Searching and searching for a familiar face
In the strangest and loneliest place
I set my boundaries up so high
But I am trapped far under the sky
I start to walk slowly back
Slowly, slowly falling for all the same traps
If I turn around, I can look out
At who I was and who I am now
Childhood presence lingers so
Chilling me with longing that goes deeper than my bones
But there is also something else
An inner peace that takes away my doubts
Something always calling my name
At times I ignore it, falling into shame, to blame
Angel wings, I feel your beating
Pounding and pounding with each breath of my heart
Urging and urging for me to start
From them all around me...
It's you in me that sets me apart
Beating like a drum inside my lonely heart
I find myself wishing every second of the day
For something that I'm missing to come into play
Eyes always watching and judging what I say
It seems as if I can ever get away
I'm so used to being here
I'm so used to wanting to escape
If I had the choice, I don't know what I'd take
There is only one thing left to say
It's the love you give me that drives the pain away
It's the love you give me that helps me to revive inside
But most of all, it's because of you that I am able to survive
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Re: The Wings Are Inside (Score: 1)
by Kimi on Monday, June 28 @ 04:07:37 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message) http://www.lordofme.4t.com | *cries*
This is beautiful! I don't want to spoil it, but I have to say it may flow a little better in places with a few alterations...very good though, very thought-provoking.
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