Saturday, June 13, 2009

only a cold dead body
can make me see life as love
only a cold dead body
can make me see life as worth living
only a cold dead body
could wake me from perpetual sleep
how dare you die
how dare you open my eyes with your lifelessness
i hate you death
i hate that you can teach me these things
i hate that in the middle of my sorrow and grief
you speak to me
speak to me of love
and life
and purpose
and forgiveness
i hate that in life i loved you so
To have my soul feed upon my flesh’s desire
Where I breathe passion
Where I devourer emotion
Where I lose myself in ecstasy
If only for a moment
Like a flash of light
That feeling; that life
The shallow, the physical
It brings me tears and heartache
But not of guilt
Or remorse
Or sin
Tears only when I return
To the life without