Monday, April 2, 2012


I lay here at night staring up at the ceiling cause nights the only time where I can't run from what I'm feeling this thud thud pounding resounding in my chest I cling to the pulpit praying for eternal rest
Because restless I lay here weighed down by my baggage, looking to you to strip me of my damage. One look from you and I will be renewed.. One touch of your robe and these thoughts will come unglued from my mind, the pain inside will cease, as I sit at your feet.. As I look into your eyes, I'll find my peace. 

Written with Natalie Mejias

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