Look
The darkest corners of my soul I look
to find the anger that has taken control.
Keeper of my pain,I seize your madness,and
release my shame. Demons of all my entire
passing in time free this heart and give me
back,which once was mine.
Empty faces of shame I see and none bear
their desire to me. Silhouettes of night, I
suffocate from your arms that hold too
tight. Stripped and naked am I. Alone and
left to die? Imprisoned with sorrow and pain
my heart is slain.
Time has no existence in a world of doom.
Life unveils where damnation looms. Release
and let go. Give back my control.
I look to the dark corners to see. In my
madness am I left to be?
Connie Lynn Lawson
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