Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Burning Free

As it all goes wrong
And swirls down the drain,
I stop and think.
Stuck in a living
Pit and the Pendulum,
Waiting for the end.
Watching the swaying arm,
Ticking my life away.
My soul is trapped.
In a block of ice
Burning bright within
It's confines.
Looking through the ice
Is like trying to see clearly
Through sand blasted glass.
Inside the flames dance
And leap,
Licking at the walls surrounding.
As it slowly melts them away,
Life sets in and rebuilds,
Solidifies,
And thickens the ice.
Liquid nitrogen,
Letting me know I'm still
Trapped inside.
But yesterday an ember
Broke free.
Today the nitrogen was poured.
So I know I can be freed.
Now I feed the coals,
Because I know
My soul,
Will touch the oxygen soon.
And that breath,
The fresh air,
Is more fuel
Than the world knows.
I shall be uncaged again.

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