Maybe I'll go




i've been out walking
looking for my own soul
i've been out searching
looking for my burnt bones
you didn't see me
walking away
you didn't reach me
when i was going astray
no churchhouse no temple
could stop me from going through
i don't know if i'm able
to tear again it down then to sew
i can't work
i'm paralysed
i need to feel your touch
to illuminate my sky
your wrap around my waist
a need to get things straight
i won't need you no more
i won't see you anymore
tearing me
scratching me
slashing me
killing me
over and over again
without being able
to break those cutting chains


Copyrighted Miss Zarashake
June 6th, 2002
For Guillaume Krin

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