Monday, August 24, 2009
From Time to Time...
From time to time,
My curiosity turns in to anxiety,
My anxiety turns into sadness,
My sadness to fear.
From time to time,
Depression provoke anger,
My anger becomes rage.
From time to time,
Pain opens my skin,
And questioning throw's salt in my wounds.
From time to time,
My tantrums erupt while lying on a cold tile floor.
Tears fall from my broken soul,
which leads to the confession of sin,
Through small chanting of prayer.
From time to time,
I fail at the goals that I attempt,
and gain a new life experience.
From time to time,
I loose sight of what I am to become,
I loose faith.
Tick!
My curiosity turns in to anxiety,
My anxiety turns into sadness,
My sadness to fear.
From time to time,
Depression provoke anger,
My anger becomes rage.
From time to time,
Pain opens my skin,
And questioning throw's salt in my wounds.
From time to time,
My tantrums erupt while lying on a cold tile floor.
Tears fall from my broken soul,
which leads to the confession of sin,
Through small chanting of prayer.
From time to time,
I fail at the goals that I attempt,
and gain a new life experience.
From time to time,
I loose sight of what I am to become,
I loose faith.
Tick!
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