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Awakening

I am trapped in this eternal slumber,
Falling into blackness so dark, so deep;
My heart is confined and encumbered
As my soul remains in immortal sleep.

Lies shroud my eyes so that I cannot see,
Deception holds my tongue -unable to speak-
Manipulation binds my hands behind me;
I fade into the abyss of the helpless and weak.

God, the pain just continues to linger within;
I don't know how to escape or what I should do.
Love always brings to me the gift of oblivion
And, for me, it has not yet been found to be true.

Endless suffering and torture consume my life
And yet I slip into shadows that numb my soul.
I just stare at the black but gleaming knife:
"Will tearing myself apart make me whole?"

I scream into the night until my lungs bleed dry
But I stand here watching my frail prayers collapse.
My cries are all in vain, falling from the black sky;
I realize that the emotions I feel are only hidden traps.

So I am trapped in this eternal slumber,
Falling into blackness so dark, so deep;
My heart is confined and encumbered
As my soul remains in immortal sleep,

But as I lie here, slowly wasting away,
My heart silently continues hoping.
It whispers only one thing as it prays
As it waits for myself to find awakening:

"Rising from the ashes of our wake, I hold these shadows close around me. Maybe darkness will make the pain fade away and bring comfort to my empty and yearning soul..."
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Published: 3/25/2009
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