All entries for Thursday 30 September 2004
September 30, 2004
You steal myself esteem
And turn my strengths into weaknesses.
Insomnia leads me into burnt out skies
Where I sit with you til morning
And watch the old stars die.
You blind me with your travesty
I canít help but cry incessantly
At the curses and insults
Falling from your mouth and lips
That I caress.
Iím waiting for you to destroy me
So that I can be reborn
And you will be my phoenix
That carries me
On wings of burning red
And takes me to a heaven
Where I can be free from all my imperfection