As water is to cleansing rain
and heat as to burning flame,
so are you to me; the same.
My fiery rain.

Fill the gutter of my mind.
Fire the coal your heart has mined.
Burn me to the end of time.
Your fire does reign.

r ~ 4/1/14

How will i bleed for you today
and in what way?
From which vein will my life's blood flow
as the page turns, always a new way.
How will you make me squirm?
Everyday i face, there you  stand
I'm seemingly lost with no escape plan.

Standing strong, my feet upon solid ground
echos of you sweep my steps from beneath me
and yet i know each pain inflicted
releases another injury.
My only freedom will be found
in this self allowed agony.

Trying to peer through dust covered eyes
lost in a sea of darkness
and tossed about in the night
how do I find a way through
to another view?
I try to know, to see,
through the murk that encompasses me.

I've been blinded and beat
by a game I didn't know was in play
while trying to walk free
into some other new day.
How do you reconcile that which was lost & ignorantly given with others who've taken all your power away?

Love and the Battle Field have No Right to Mix!