week of it
turmoil to tread
sometimes i am artistically dead
week of it
somber tunes
and subbasslines that belong in dunes
the beats and the thoughts of swoons
did i mention those little somber tunes
week of it
knees crumbling from sine wav extractions
body parts trembling from failed interactions
this was of those times i could really use a positive reaction
instead i tread on waters of negative extractions
with treble and bass making fatal attraction
they say it gets worse before you ignite, like a phoenix taking flight
these secular analogies at least give some insight into this invisible fight
today my ashes will be seen, and my imprint seered from leaving the scene
today i fly with the wings of angels and soar among the unseen
today I climb to mountain tops and see the Ark float like a tear drop
today my souls troubling shudder will halt to a stop
Today is like no other day, until this day comes again.
week of it
weak of it
"For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places. Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand." E:6:12
15.8.08
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