Through my eyes

What do you see?
What do i see?

The tree

The tree

Tuesday 29 June 2010

Here, . . .



Here, . . .


Here i am,
Laying, in my own pool of blood.
Beaten, battered, injured, hurt,
Defeated, loss, pain, weak...


Here i am,
Confused, by the battle i just fought,
Puzzled, surprised, ambushed, disoriented,
By enemies unknown, unseen...


Here i am,
Helplessly beaten down,
Waiting to be pulled up again,
Weakened... "Where are you?"...


Here i am,
Tired, all worn out,
Slowly, gradually slipping away,
into oblivion, into darkness...


Here i am...
Burned to ashes,
Here i am...
Waiting...
Here i am...
i will rise again, phoenix


. . . Just wait for me,
let me rest and recuperate,
let me lick my injuries,
let me be alone,
wait for me,
i will be back,
just wait for me. . .

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