de schizophrenis
the war had raged long since
the heartland itself was aflame
the dark legions stood at the borders
biding their time
that they should not conquer all
i retreated to the mountain pass
the dark place of the soul
to hide in madness
there's a peace for those who are broken
every darkness a light shall find
and we poor prisoners will one day walk free
from the chalk and diamond chambers of the mind
the heartland itself was aflame
the dark legions stood at the borders
biding their time
that they should not conquer all
i retreated to the mountain pass
the dark place of the soul
to hide in madness
there's a peace for those who are broken
every darkness a light shall find
and we poor prisoners will one day walk free
from the chalk and diamond chambers of the mind
posted by heelers | 2:15 AM
3 Comments:
what should i wish for??
I wish for a little blue smurf sitting on the spanish steps, taking the italian sun and talking with the italian best living poet (ME). b. :-*
Bia, this can be arranged.
J
Hope... My faithful friend! I like your poem, J. It's about my best friend:)
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