Eddie you inspire.............take a step forward

pearljoypearljoy Posts: 47
edited January 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
My unconsciousness struggles for freedom through the wounds in my heart
The conscious control is holding the door against what it refers to as the dark
My words are warned from overuse, my exertion to be understood is nothing new.

Allow me to try to describe the wires, connected into the wrong location; my personal image is pre-wired to see me wrong, to feel me wrong. I work against the currents of emotions that flow though fibers inside my stream, opposite me; fighting me.

I elicit an external view of me. I am a subdued mess of wired electricity. Pull the piece of life, free me. I’m encouraged by the view of nothing, no currents of reality, and no stream of consciousness, no goals for normal dreams.

I imagine I turn the switch from which a new illumination travels the interior of me.
The currents flow within the blue and red riggings. The connection unites my duality awakenings of the answers that arise.

Those deep-rooted questions that rigidly traveled to my soul, harrowing my head. The confusion ultimately ended in my heart to create a cold cruelty. I remained split, torn apart, and emotionally dead.

My search promises to merge past fears to feel a new faith inside me. This is my comfort, my hope, my integrity lives a new light, and I wait until Monday to begin to look at me.

Pray for me that I seek the answers, existing and waiting for my release.
Wish that I receive this new entry; my tears have desired this for me
Pray for my strength to come out from the repressions and rest the bitter past at my feet
I walk into tomorrow, with the past and present, heart and mind; at last I’m free.
PearlJoy!!!!
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  • coleencoleen Posts: 938
    pearljoy wrote:
    Pray for me that I seek the answers, existing and waiting for my release.
    Wish that I receive this new entry; my tears have desired this for me
    Pray for my strength to come out from the repressions and rest the bitter past at my feet
    I walk into tomorrow, with the past and present, heart and mind; at last I’m free.

    as you wish, it will be done.
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