Heart Wounds

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2004

Silent cries which cannot be heard
Buffet against the harsh blackness of night
Joining the throng of pain
Searching for the blue once again stolen by the sun.
The piercing void of the abyss
Seductively soothes with deceptive talons
Gently sucking the breath from eternity's grace
Until mercy escorts death into reality.

 

Heart wounds bleed in serpentine confusion
Putting on the mask of life
Guarding against the ruthless and relentless
Tearing of spirit's flesh.
Inner sanctuary reveals flawed love
Destroying and corrupting the
Flowing notes of enchanted beauty
Sending up a fortress of protection.

 

As peace and happiness take flight
Fear and anguish rage ravenously
With great delight and hideous laughter
As soul trembles from past memories
Afraid of torment revisited.
Weary of the fight to breathe once again
With both lungs.

Copyright Pushkva October 2004

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