Thursday 26 April 2012 photo 15/25
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Polymerisation Poems - Scarecrow
What is betrayal but the fact
punctured holes keeps the heart impact
A man without principle is a man without cause
A man without discipline knows no laws
For what is a man without his morality
Nothing but a mad man living in insanity
For a scarecrow is what I am
Lost in the unknown of what I am
For I am scarecrow bereaved of his heart
And I cannot breathe with the guilt from the dark
That is why I cling to the light within
Because it is all that I have left
The only sense of goodness in my chest
What kind of person would I be, if I departed to infinity
Who'd memorial me if I died sinning?
It's the thought of redemption that I'm living
As darkness takes a hold
it will get cold in the abyss of the night
and to a scarecrow dark never comes to light
I am taunted by crows which I cannot part
they reflect regret from my darkest dark
as I am haunted by memories and the pain within
all crows flock the thought comes as a shock
They are mocking me laughing at me
for they know I am nothing to fear
They can see the sadness in a man whom lost what he dear
For I am nothing in the emptiness of tonight
nothing but a scarecrow bereaved of all light
Fo I am nothing but a scarecrow without his heart
Lost yet living, inside the dark in the corner of emptiness where old scars are
Annons