The darkness that hide behind my walls
Consignment of Death
Closed in walls
Harvesting the darkness of self
The windows are foggy
I cannot see the light
The sparrows are closing in,
I am in a box, find my soul
What goes on in my space?
Justifying the wrongs for the rights
Toxins that filled my blood
Sipping on death
Oppressor of self
Surrounding hate
Pollutions has no fate
Humiliation by my on right hand,
Illusion of an empty space,
Self-destruction dysfunctional disgrace
Flowing through the Universe
Who am I? A man without a soul
The zombies within, crossing the bars,
Confessions of a soul show me the light
Message the mind, how do I find the soul
Who was created in love, releasing the acts of hate
Life death, Death life, flowing through the universe
Revitalizing the lost without a soul.
The darkness that hides within my walls.
Releasing the toxins, which travels to my mind .
Flowing through the universe.
Copywriter 2002 Jacqueline Amos
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