29 April, 2009
- Desiree Jacobs
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FALLEN
Can you see the beauty
of what used to be
The beauty of the Fallen,
the Fallen family-tree..
Can you find some colour,
anything in this dirt
beside the broken naked roots,
protruding from the earth
When your eyes can't stop cleaning themselves
reflecting your loss and pain
Will there be any beauty left,
will it look the same...
Are you able to FEEL it,
in this bleak mess that is now
In this fog so thick and damp
or are you wondering how...
In your darkest of moments
in the deep hollows of fear,
can you still find that beauty?
Could it be very near?
Or will you let it haunt you
this image that comes at night.
Will you let it become a new dark friend
always at your side...
So cán you seé the beauty
can you FEEL and SEE...
Through the pain
Behind the tears
What it used to be...
