Nativity

Emptiness buried deep within my heart, awakened tonight, like a nightmare that haunts and taunts me day to night. Drenching this long torn composition of promise, I release heated drops that melt the cold world. This pain has pushed me beyond mortal means, alike the reality that was covered in dreams. It's unreal, fate rejected existence in the remnants of time, flesh and soul, how can nativity conceive a crime? It's my sadness you relinquish for, but please, whimper no more. I have walked the shadows for far too long, this young soul is lost, I'm stepping from the darkness, but at what cost? A written love divination, I felt in time I would see, never would I have imagined, this would come to be. Anger has built a wall between the Lord and I, for he cares not of what merits my demise... For he says woman is made from the rib of man, but your initial breath had never began. It's my sadness you relinquish for, but please, whimper no more. Come, feel the heat from the flame that sets me free, ignite the fold of uncanny dreams. I remember how its faded lies respired life into me, burning, the figment of you no longer breathes. The hue from the hatred reveals the scars on my soul, for no woman's rib, can replace this hole. The blaze of truth seeks the boy hiding behind the seams, and burns to ashes, his childhood dreams. Genuine love, I shall never see, I love you baby, please don't cry for me. (c) Joe Ulisses 2001 Written November 25th, 2001 © on Feb 05 2002 02:20 PM PST   18 • 0 • 13