following through the door
the one that was shut long ago
with the iron casts
that keep me out
i will find a way in
the only thing stopping
me is
me
i will fight this
bring myself through
the door of life
of death
of love
of hate
of everything and yet Nothing
not here yet not there
i will float until
i find this person that
is keeping me from
me
i will find it
i will follow through
with everything that keeps me
from me
even if it is
me that
keeps me from
Me.....
will find
will know
will Fight!
and now
i can follow
follow through my
missed times
but not through
the door
but the window
the window into the room
the room where my missed times mean nothing
i am but the mouse of lore
looking for my Papa Above
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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