SabrinaFair

A poem...thinking about making it into a song.


My hands are clean
But tied behind my back.
My eyes are wide open,
But covered with a cloth.
My heart is on my sleeve,
But I'm covering it with my coat.
I'll wait here, with clean, tied hands
And blindfolded eyes.
I cannot reach out to touch you
Nor warm you with my gaze,
So I hide my heart while you hide your soul.
I'll protect while you freeze,
I'll wait while you hide.
I'll wait as long as I can, blind and bound.

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"With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy."
-Desiderata

losthellhound

I like it.. has a very expectant feel to it. Thank you

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"Life is possible only with illusions. And so, the question for the science of mental health must become an absolutely new and revolutionary one, yet one that reflects the essence of the human condition: On what level of illusion does one live?"
-- Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death

J.R.V.A.

Nice Sabrina, Sounds like it would make a great song.

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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart