You flew in on wings of an angel,
begging my soul to take
your ticket to heaven.
Whispering the sweet deception
of love and caressing my senses
with freedom, setting my heart
on fire with one succulent kiss.
Your halo shone brightly
through the dreary skies of my mind,
pierced the darkness of my heart,
bringing light to an under-ground world.
When I was suffocating
you breathed life into my lungs
coated with sulfuric hate.
Now you sit in a picture with a gilded frame,
hidden from the light of your maker.
You stole the solace I found in the darkness
and it no longer rains where it used to flood,
You left my world untied,
all your hope scorched my forest of solitude,
I'm restless and I'm running
through the climes of fluffy white mountain tops,
left to wonder where my beautifully
malevolent skies are hiding,
wondering why I was torn apart
by something so beautifully horrid,
hoping that the sun will fade and fall
into the starry black night
and never return.
© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved
begging my soul to take
your ticket to heaven.
Whispering the sweet deception
of love and caressing my senses
with freedom, setting my heart
on fire with one succulent kiss.
Your halo shone brightly
through the dreary skies of my mind,
pierced the darkness of my heart,
bringing light to an under-ground world.
When I was suffocating
you breathed life into my lungs
coated with sulfuric hate.
Now you sit in a picture with a gilded frame,
hidden from the light of your maker.
You stole the solace I found in the darkness
and it no longer rains where it used to flood,
You left my world untied,
all your hope scorched my forest of solitude,
I'm restless and I'm running
through the climes of fluffy white mountain tops,
left to wonder where my beautifully
malevolent skies are hiding,
wondering why I was torn apart
by something so beautifully horrid,
hoping that the sun will fade and fall
into the starry black night
and never return.
© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved
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