Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Possessed

The weakness spreads
Entangled in the dress,
Protecting me from the evil,
Binds the threads.

It pities my soul,
Tarnished,unwhole.
It stays to pray away
My chamber's locked doors.

Why do they show me the sky?
Do they not know
We cannot fly?
Why do they not see
No one decides me,
Its only me,
Behind these eyes...?

My spirit stays low,
Close to the floor,
Protecting my hearth's warmth,
As the holywind blows.

Wholeness of my soul,
Old and untold,
It lives on to be,
The undesired in me.

Why do they show me the sky?
Do they not know
We cannot fly?
Why do they not see
No one decides me,
Its only me
Behind these eyes?

(Exorcise my fear away if you can.
Pray all these tears away if you can.
If holy be your holiness,then tell...
Why hungry infants cry hungry
If you can.)

You see,
I am not possessed,I am not possessed.
You see,
I am merely more humane than the rest.
I am not possessed,
Not possessed,you see.
I am mine,to possess,
Dear god,its only me.


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