Pacified

Twice fooled so I’m a fool
trapped in a prison made
by hands mine I find here
upon all I hold dear it fades.

So I look down halls to look
for some light in my vision.
Take what drowns the pain
or face it is my decision.

I want love in piles heaped
upon piles again I go fast
to the end with my passion
while forgetting the past.

The hole in my heart deep
it cries I am indeed a man.
Who can say that I do cry,
so I drown what I still can.

Trust is delicate and love
may make me some fool.
For the hand of another I
reach my love’s peak full.

I need this canvass to sew
a word to soothe my raw
existence in this dry cold
place your love it thaws.

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