| Eye Of The Storm ~ Into and out of the black no such thing as turning back I have walked on in search no need for regression no intention to not know the eye of the storm builds to cower down is not my way I'm moving on ... searching a new day I have never lost sight of this its in front of me not behind.... [my daddy used to say, "you got two chioces, you can lay down and fucking die, or, you can get off your ass and live, thats you choice daughter"] there isent much where I am, I've seen the eye of the storm a few times, it brushed me from my path a feather at the edge of a storm... approaching darkness shattered with a rip to the sky... the eye decended into my heart an soul a shock, a revelation.... though not my condemnation......... arms lifted high fingers spread reaching... to feel the swirling winds tossing back my head to look upon this evil din I am here again.... if you can... though fear grips me, fills me this is my place, staring you in the face... tie my hair in knots face burning in your winds silent tears I never feel stolen fiercely into the spinning wheel into the black.... into the balck.... again you attack, I refuse to bow down my knees wont touch the ground... my will eludes you, you cant break me in two... I look into you, my tears streaming, inside my heart gleams... you cant take it, you cant touch it... I laugh as you steal my breath, you will lose again... lay down and die I will not my choice it to live ......and so I keep walking...... tried you let me go... I fall to a squat watch you retreat as I catch my breath shake my knotted hair to my back I reached into you your dirt under my nails ....out of the balack... out of the black... you'll be back I've seen you before Ill see you again I will always stand always reach into you and take the tools I've earned... some of us never learn, but that is exacrly my goal. Each time you return I am stronger. ~ |
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