This Hand's Creation

This is a Blog just for me to post all of the art that has been created with my own two hands! You can look or not, like or dislike, tell me or not, but I'd just like to have it there for my own stretching in the sharing department.

Friday, June 17, 2005

Absent Peace


When Peace can't be found
What is there left
When peace can't be found
Where do I find rest
My mind is racing, my blood rushes fast
My muscles are tense, my heart is downcast


When peace is lost
What hope is near
When peace is lost
What calms my fear
My being is empty, my emotions run out
My vision is fading, my faith turns to doubt


When peace is hiding
Where do I turn
When peace is hiding
How do I endure
My days are black, no stars in my sky
My appetite's lacking, my mouth is run dry


When peace is gone
What is there for me
When peace is gone
How do I still breath
My joy is stolen, my courage depleted
My purpose means nothing, I lay here defeated
Peace was simply all that I needed

1 Comments:

  • At 8:22 PM, Blogger L said…

    i know just how that feels.

     

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