I've lost the reason
and search the cobwebs and the core
greater than a simple beacon
a want, a need, for more
yes, each and every known causation
that drives the spirit on
the thrill and the sensation
that leaves me weak, and torn
I've been upon the rack
felt the stinging bite of whips
always there, and fighting back
the rocks upon, the ships
no way or how or purpose
it's felt within the soul and heart
like sunshine upon, the surface
as waves break and fall
apart
Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 11:21 PM UTC
I've lost the reason
and search the cobwebs and the core
greater than a simple beacon
a want, a need, for more
yes, each and every known causation
that drives the spirit on
the thrill and the sensation
that leaves me weak, and torn
I've been upon the rack
felt the stinging bite of whips
always there, and fighting back
the rocks upon, the ships
no way or how or purpose
it's felt within the soul and heart
like sunshine upon, the surface
as waves break and fall
apart
I'm feeling the drift
my fingers sift
through sands from long ago
words that may fail, such coffin nails
ahhh, but that's just the way
it goes
:D
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