Deodate

Deodate

Monday, April 28, 2014

AZOIC TO ASYLUM!



I could sense something haunting me,
Something I couldn’t hear nor see.
Now and then it shadowed me
And that scary veil didn’t let me free.

What’s that?  I didn’t know.
I searched but failed in all my trials.
I tried many ways to let it go.
But it seemed all the numbers were wrong dials.

Neither music nor fun did help
to uncover that dark foggy veil.
My tears began to flow and I couldn’t help
but just let it go to end this tale.

Those tears did speak to the Almighty
what my words failed to convey,
And it cleansed the dark veiled guilty
and paved before me a new way.

It was my guilt that haunted me
Now my tears had loosened the chains to set them free.
My soul had moved from azoic to an asylum
And now it seems the heart does hum!