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I'm just a drop of water, swept up from the earth, in little bits and specks, formed into me, way up above the earth, in a cloud.
I was born, in a cloud, among many others, maybe you were even there, who knows, then I was cast out, sent down to the earth.
So many places I could land, among so many others, maybe you, maybe never, I could land in the city, I could land in the Ocean.
I'm just a powerless little speck, drifting downward, where will I land, where will I finally stop, been falling for what seems like ever now.
I land, in a river, drowning in all of those around me, swallowed up into the raging rapids, and freezing currents, I struggle to the to the top, I make it once, for a fraction of a second, sent careening ever downwards, I hit the bottom, rebound towards the surface again, I make it, I see the clouds where I yearn to be once more, then I'm sent back to the the bottom, to wait.
Whats this, in front of us, we dissapear.
What is this, what happens, where do I go?
It comes, ever closer, I am scared.
It creeps, in my mind, it rattles my body, so near.
It comes, I look upwards, to the clouds, why?
I am, violently ripped apart, into many pieces.
I am, I am still conscious, I am still here.
I realize, I am alive, though I am not.
I know why this is happening, I will be ok.
I reach the bottom, a fine mist, scattered.
I gain a new form, in the river below.
A stronger river, I have returned.
A new body, though identical,
A new mind, though identical,
A new outlook, though identical,
Though identical, I am different than before,
Then before, the death, and reformation,
I flow with the river once more,
Revived, I strive, to stay lower,
Away, from the rapids above,
In a calmer place, I can think,
I can, understand, what I could not before,
I am, confused, slightly,
I am, enlightened slightly,
I am the same, but different,
I am scared, but reassured,
I am me, but reborn,
I am the same, but destroyed,
I must leave you now,
I must be absolute with you,
I need to rest, at least a few hours,
Before school and work in a few hours,
I might come edit this soon, maybe tonight, maybe in a week,
By edit, I mean add on more,
Okay, I'm rambling cause I'm a bit like bread,
good night everyone
- by SadoMasoHolic |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/17/2009 |
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- Title: Soul
- Artist: SadoMasoHolic
- Description: Stolen from my blog, don't mind the ending
- Date: 03/17/2009
- Tags: soul
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