Sunday, August 14, 2011

The Empire

My heart is free, my mind; the prison.
The national state of fear that chokes my insides. Promise me we have kept, kept a one way path. From when light turns to darkness and all of the birds follow close with me. Promise me, we have set sailed as quickly as we've reached land. Just as our arms give out, we prance around like life doesn't matter. Understand this; if I don't ever see you again and Heaven seems like a mile away. I now know why we couldn't be together. All of the trees hang low, there is no sunlight today. The wind has stopped, I am fixed. In a world infested with people, surely I am alone. I wish I could choke silence, but silence can't choke me. My heart burns with flames, although missing the serenity of chaos, won't let me sleep. Even if I have to die alone. A smile escapes because this is all I have left, faith never seemed as real as this. I had to die, to figure that out. Now there are no graves here, just bodies of free souls.