Heart Songs - Stepping Beyond The Picture

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Stepping Beyond The Picture - The House On Hunter Hill

A chill runs down my spine
As this picture is about
To be placed before you

I feel a sense of uneasiness
As I begin to step within

Almost ....

As if I am being cautioned
To stay away

Stepping Beyond The Picture
The House On Hunter Hill

Be warned of what you
Think you see posted before you

Are you sure I am only
What seems to be ....

A spooky Halloween picture
Of no real consequence?

Or possibly
Am I only a reflection

A symbol for so many that have
Found their way to be welcomed
Into my world of constant despair

To step beyond what you see me to be
You must first find a way to escape
The darkness that stands before you

I am the keeper
Of all that finds its way
To haunt you

I am the voice
That taunts your weary
Mind and heart

I may very well be
The nightmare that you live

My rooms are many
Each one holding its own
Form of torture

Its own form of darkness

How many rooms are visited
Depends on how far
You allow yourself
To fall under my spell

The world
Holds many circumstances
For me to remain
As you see me to be

Each reason
Neatly wrapped
And locked away
To concious mind

Not recognized
for the trueness of my form

Darkness prevails
Within chambers of a soul
That lets me go unrecognized
For what I truly represent

Take haste to step beyond my grasp

No restrictions to my beckoning
Will lead you
To throw away willingly
All that you cherish

My name is carved
On so many souls
That are weary

I am plainly recognizable
But denied by many hearts

What is the meaning
Of the warning left to you here?

Before you stands
Depression Manor

I await to find my way
Into a heart that
Has had quite enough
Of what is today

My darkness
Waiting to consume ....

Waiting to be enabled

I hold many hearts
Will yours become mine also?

Please . . . grab your heartaches
Pack your frastrations and your fears
Your endless questions of why and how

Stay with me a while

Once I have cradled you
I do not
Easily set you free

Do you see the
The one light that remains burning?

Can this be your means of escape
Or your lit way to self imprisonment?

Do you remain to fall within the
Confinement of my darkness?

Or ....

Do you have the courage
To step beyond this picture
That could become your own

The light is on....
Reservation?

Original By
Lesa Gay
aka
Aspiring Angel

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