Spirit Quest
life In its fortified position
(Stands treacherous..)
The odds are against us
I feel my way...
I Must Kill the urge!
of depressions ways
Use my strength to
(recover my’self)
I Walk the path with:
Screaming, aging,
crawling closer to dying
Savage, struggle,
scrape the bottom of life
Stinging, burning,
blind with rage falling deeper
Seething, evil,
kills the mind of the people
Grasping, dragging,
life strangles my demons
Breathing, clearer,
understanding is closer
Shifting, changing,
found my way no more bleeding
Forward, marching,
filled a void I was missing
Our primordial roots,
Our whole spiritual being,
( Our Cause?)
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