Reflection by Everett

These thoughts don’t make any sense
My sight got stuck in the crack of the door
Here I go again, putting up my defense
This is what I wanted but I don’t want it anymore.

I’m buried in disease and lost communication
The sky withers away as walls collapse
What happened to answering my calls of desperation?
I was caught up in aimless wings when I fell for the traps.

Old friend, My faith has been dead for some time
Don’t look for me when I’m gone, I won’t be missed
Angel’s are too busy to forgive me for my crime.
Dawn approaches as I wait for the sun to give me one more kiss.

I raise my finger to my throat watching burning wings stumble through the air
The mountain shakes with every glance of the red ocean
I never thought I would have to give in to the devil’s stare
A mirror sits at the edge watching my every motion

Meridian (98.166.196.93) -- Wednesday, March 4 2009, 06:05 pm

Missed ya Everett
As LinzAy would say, Ev...where've ya been man? J/K. This is a perfect reflection and description of a sad poem. It paints the picture of fate.

LinzAy (72.188.210.174) -- Thursday, March 5 2009, 06:51 am

...
So I hafta say, I kinda love it!

everett (32.176.56.177) -- Thursday, March 5 2009, 02:30 pm

thanks
I truly appreciate it Meridian and Linz. :)

loved one (32.176.42.57) -- Saturday, March 7 2009, 03:08 am

wow
you know what i already think of it and like i said before loved it sooo much.

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