October 03, 2008

ruined for the ordinary

normal was never meant to be
settled as a place I can live.
crossing the rubicon, so irreversible
my heart was sewn with crooked stitches
then with you love torn apart
so deep I don't have the words
to satisfy the healing I crave


the world that cradled me before
so innocently veiling false wisdom
that it never truly held

nothing of this illusion matters
or takes a true visible form.

Hosea 6:1-3
2*10*08

No comments:

Post a Comment

counter