Just like every person, even though she is deformed and without a mouth or hands, she still has her own beauty.
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Break these chains that bind you forever. Immortal bondages will die today. Dont take comfort in the fact that things will be okay, we're not there yet babe...its only just begining.
Color your world with fresh shades of gray if color still hurts your eyes. Dance on your broken feet that uses to hold you over these lies. Dont expect to rise up the way you once did before. Because what you used to help rise yourself were the chains of bondage that were just broken. but, circumstances never discontinue after change.
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Not three hours ago I collapsed on my living room floor in the dark. The house is dark and empty. A single candle is lit in the middle of the living room floor. The clock wont stop ticking as minutes turn to hours, hours into tears and tears into longing....time keeps ticking, taunting...I wonder how long I can keep crying like this...sooner or later I have to stop...my questions morph into prayers as my paralized body lays face down on the floor...Thoughts run through my head so fast, I wonder if I have stopped thinking over all...have i been so blessed as to have this burden lifted off my shoulders for but a moment?
Even now i sit here alone in a pitch black house wondering when the sun will come up....wondering why it has stayed down so long. I will wait for my sun to come...The single soul that can bring light into my life in such a vibrant way...but if the sun doesnt want to come up yet, I know I can not make it. But I also know...It can not stay down forever...just like I cannt cry on the floor forever.....Sooner or later, we will both have to stop resisting picking ourselves up off the floor.
November 17, 2006