Sometimes the first cut is just the beginning

Sometimes the pain cuts deeper than my soul

The tears fall faster than  I can run

The fears dance like knives on my flesh

The visions fly like demonic winged vultures


Consuming my thoughts like ravenous vampires

Sucking me dry  and  bleeding my heart of hope

So the blues  call me to dance in the rain

To feel the pain  in every beautiful  refrain


Go ahead you demonic warriors  come for me

For I am  a  gladiator of the heart & soul

I will rise again  to love even deeper than  before

This is my path to fight for loves  highest ground


So take me as low as you  have ever  taken a soul

Then watch my wings spread  in  the beauty of love

Watch me fly to my hearts true destination

A place of love and creative passions  expressed


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