Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Sands sands

Trading fear for pleasure
Trading safety for leisure
Trading love for lust
Trading all
For nothing

nothing

Grains of time
Sands fall through
The fingers of my hand
Every second flees
Never comes back
To you

absurdity

I make decisions and watch
As they break into pieces
And the voices mock me
And lost chances tease

purpose

I could throw my life away
I could give in and go away
But there would be no redemption
There could be no question
I threw it all away
For nothing
Except for the end

hope

Will I see you there
Standing next to me
Will I be aware
Of how you redeemed
All my sorrows and pain
All through life's cold rain
Will I see you there