10 December 2011


Through self-destruction I found salvation
Through deconstruction I found a reason to be
Discovering a good woman and okay wine
Warmth and touch all made sense

Taking everything apart piece by piece
Saying goodbye to what was once held near
To breaking my own heart
To not writing about it

Feeling everything every painful day
Wanting escape
Finding freedom
Getting lost

Something more has been found
A new identity created
Circumventing sacrificing the old
I've never been sadder and more happy

I want release and to let go
But I can't
I'll find release wherever I can
I know it can be found

I can taste it
smell it
touch it
It will come

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