Untie my wrists, my bones, my dark heart.
For they are tangled in an ache of a situation.
For my eyes wonder but my body can not move.
Release me, provide me with your salvation.
We are weak and not strong as one.
Little and poor, not one to cohere.
Like an old magnet, we just keep on falling,
In the light of day, or the dark of fear.
And when my endless sun stops shining.
Our light will burn out as a minuscule.
We will be fighting for nothing at all.
Our hearts, mind and souls will be out of fuel.
The juices that once drove us wild,
Will melt away at our opened seams.
Our body’s will dehydrate and shatter,
un till all that is left is our dreams.
We will be boiled into a liquid nothing
Not able to touch our own recreation
Separated like Mickey and Mallory Knox
Un till you can once again show me salvation.
Oh Kati ,you are singing today ,though very sad song ,the blues,but its good at times..
My eyes wonder ,but body cant move..release me ,provide your salvation..
We are never weak ,we are so strong,just look deep inside you,and fight
You are never little or poor,you are so big in my eyes,and so lovely
You are not a magnet ,will never fall,your sun will never stop shining
Your light will never burn out,your body will not shatter..
It will get stronger and stronger,nothing wrong with dreams
they are like time to rest so you start the fight again..thats life
always on the run..
how I loved this ,like I loved all your works,so inspiring..we are fighters
lovely write..
My name is Kati.
I'm 20 years old and live in Baltimore, Maryland
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. Th.. more..