Sanding Still in a Wild Storm

8/21/2015

Free me from this dying land

Deal my hate with a fatal hand

Evil wanes when love is cured

Fear to leave this wretched world

Lost my love with reason to live

And how ardently I prayed to forgive

Lost this world that gives reason to try

Lost and broken and bleeding am I

I am standing still in a wild storm

My body is broken, torn is my mind

Leave me not blind, lost in this lie

Give me no further reason to die

Swim Deeper

August 3, 2015

I’ve fallen into black waters deep

Like slaughtered sheep, the shadows sleep

Here where the ghosts of sailors loom

In the desolate glow of a malevolent moon

I wake in the wonder of dying dreams

And my touch is live like electric beams

I want to reach your life from the tomb

The breaking water from her open womb, 
You have heard the cry of the dying sleeper

You swim so far, but you must swim deeper