29 March 2011

Day XVII 3-29-11 Poetry

SOULS

Sould


SOULS
Some one could save us and someone could shake us,
but not before we melt.
And someone is helping and it’s saving us from ourselves. 
And is there a connection, between you and I?
Two weightless faceless soulless servants?
And in the darkness we end up broken, and in the light we try to hide,
behind our eyes. 
Am I just another faceless soul? 
Do I have a choice? 
Crack open your bleeding lips, 
just let it out and cry.
And faceless no more, 
you don’t have a reason to run,
so let your voice scream loud.
And is there a connection for two soulless servants? 
Is there a connection that makes us alive.
Make our souls arrive. 

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