Deprivation stings,
descending through the levels,
I have much to learn.
Worn like blood-soaked shoes,
On the land of misnomers,
All of this is wrong.
Attempting to see,
Inside darkness without light,
such tragic attempts.
The end I do see,
Is coming all too quickly,
I hope you all know.
Be where there is love,
All things here are absolute,
Reside in the light.
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC
Deprivation stings,
descending through the levels,
I have much to learn.
Worn like blood-soaked shoes,
On the land of misnomers,
All of this is wrong.
Attempting to see,
Inside darkness without light,
such tragic attempts.
The end I do see,
Is coming all too quickly,
I hope you all know.
Be where there is love,
All things here are absolute,
Reside in the light.
