Layer upon layer of my lonely thought,
Thrown from the top of mountains tall
Towering over a rolling green valley –
Falling to earth cracking my bones.
Aching with passion, my rage I engage,
To covet, to want, to desire a peace –
I’d give away all to spare you the grief,
For when I scream and shatter an ear,
I lose a decade of life from my years.
And feeling the crush of this heart in my chest
I give up myself to this blackened wing.
It flutters up high, adrift in my mind,
Smashing my kindness, shattering dreams.
Soul without conscience, my hope is alone,
And thick grows the forest on this firmament.
And wide are my eyes, my pupils grown blind,
While red are these cheeks burning with tears,
This acidic cry that lays claim to my face
Is filled with remorse, too little, too late.
What I need now is baptism of fire
To burn away flesh, muscle and bone
Cutting me close to the spirit within,
Releasing with freedom this life I do own.
For I am better than this mountain of rage;
I am a better man; I am still me.
And a trip and a stumble will happen at times
But surviving the fall I will grow strong,
Not captive to all of the sorrow amassed
Over all of these years I’ve searched to find peace.
Credit to me is credit to all,
And now I rejoice safe in the fold.
Stay with me now, stay for a while;
Stay for forever, I’ll not turn away.
And if I do beg for forgiveness too long,
It is only because I am still me.
There is a return, a hope in the end
In kindness of heart that silences screams.
-Dakin 6/11/08
