Through my eyes
What do you see?
What do i see?
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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