Eternal Prism

Words of wisdom, power I hold from this eternal prism.

A dimension, Forsaken one on a mission.

Escaping torment of these visions, bloody incisions, asking what might be their intentions.

I survive the burden of life, holding on until I can feel alive. Living dead, zombie in mind, lost inside of my own head.

Abuse and demise as my body bled, to shed...

A tear, suppress my worse fear. Hope to see clear to what is most and dear.

Thinking about my life, wondering when I will find my wife..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Wrote for a special woman.

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