April 23, 2007

•  the light at the end of the tunnel,

  tired of its futile flickering, has 

  extinguished.

  what once shone light on

  the promise of tomorrows now lies

  covered in a shadow of numbered yesterdays.

  blinded by pain, confusion, and love,

  this weary soul stumbles.

  unable to find solid footing, 

  he awkwardly

  grasps at

  something,

  anything, that will

  hold him up.

  give me perspective.

  give me patience.

  give me peace. 

  the unaswered questions, unanswerable, reverberate.

  echoing

  sorrow through his cavernous solitude.

  this soul finds himself trapped by what once had set him free.

  judge. jury. and executioner is

  she.

  and the sentence given me,

  is life.

   

  

  I guess I'll see you next lifetime
  You know I want to stay around
  I guess I'll see you next lifetime
  I'm so confused now
  
  
  I guess I'll see you next lifetime
  Already
  I'm going to be there
  I guess I'll see you next lifetime
  I'm going to look for you
  
  
  I guess I'll see you next lifetime
  Oh
  Oh baby
  I'm gonna be there
  I'm gonna be there

  "Next Lifetime"-Erykah Baduh

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