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Overcome

Overcome

A Poem by Mike

Even now the wounds are bleeding,
These feelings always fine in castles,
Where the freedom to choose not so,
Its a place always free to choose,
Never free enough to face,

Holy water in my lungs stating faith,
Drive me out to that open field and turn the ignition off, hold my head in your lap and accept, beautifully drowning .... Drowning inside myself never to surface,

I am overcome .....
I am overcome with this nothingness,
I am overcome with this fear fullness,
I am overcome with the timelessness,
I am Overcome.......

In my eyes find the truth trying to free the demons, in my touch you feel the wanting for a release, in my breath you will hear the sound of screams, in my heart feel the beaten heart that weeps,

Its time to rest leave me now I need peace, shy away from the depths of my soul, truth and reality of what you will find unaware, waiting for the pale iris to colour again and shine, thunder roll outwards and storm away from me,

I am overcome with senses of mourning, I am overcome with visions of faces lost, I am overcome with stubbornness that cost me memories, I am overcome with a need to want to have just one more conversation...one more greeting,

That's what keeps my wings clipped,
Unable to sour and spread my dreams,
Sacrificed for time and losing my way,
Its hard to leave it behind and let go,
Constantly asking myself why?

Lying to myself, might as well just face it, travel back in time I cannot do, no way to right the wrongs I have written, no way to address the issues that never where, past be my history but haunt me not, the truth of you only live once very subtle in its reality, closure for these stupid ways,

Formed as if from clay left on a pedestal to grow dust, a collection of dirt and fine particles that could be my own doing, spreading thin the core of who I am, who is was no longer important push forward for a change of ways,

I am overcome by Mi Vida Eu No Se,
I am overcome to live with move on,
I am overcome by the sight of you,
I am overcome by the permission to speak, to laugh and to give,

© 2012 Mike


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Mike
Mike

South Africa



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