Got inspired by "The Fatal Wound" by Switchfoot. Can't really think of anything to to say now, so I just wrote this.
Remember Me
I gazed outside the slits at the dark and arid sea
Through metal bars with rusted chains from beauty incomplete
No, it wasn’t even there
No, it wasn’t even beautiful.
This cell was screaming at the darker side of me, maybe the only side.
The road crashed down on me and sand was on my knees
I missed the times they laughed with me and played with the fallen leaves
The skies were black and dark but clear
My heart was weak, it stumbled in fear
There was no chance I’d run away, this was my destiny.
I felt coldness piercing through my flesh; my lungs pressed and fell
They made me feel I had no right, I never should have been.
I bore a mark of pain, a mark of sin
A mark of choice, against the wind
And I was raised above the ground till the sea stared back at me.
Then near to me I felt a love whose voice had none but peace.
His head was buried in his chest, his scars were bold and cherry
But on his face, a smile had told
Of serenity not of this world.
Once I saw those eyes met mine, I said to him, “Remember me.”
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