walking through fire and i can't see you anywhere. what ever happened to the day you promised you'd never leave? oh, i'm trying to see the good in all of this. what ever happened to when you said your burden was light? i'm blinded by this life and you don't seem to be shedding any light.
give me your eyes, that i might see traces of you among the blood and sweat and tears that i've cried. give me the faith to say that you are good, though you may seem to be much different than you are. help me to know this life is a vapor in the wind; two more days and i could be saying my last words. give me the strength to proclaim you are alive, for i can feel you breathing your life into me.
Antigone
15 years ago
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