Painful urges

2010-06-07

The hand clutches the pain
In a moment that feels so real
Feel the surface of grief
Touch the sadness of a tear
The dreams are floating above
In a cloud they move away
So hard to reach
So hard to catch

The nails dig in so deep
They cut through the pain
Like aching misery in the shell
Red drips of burning sensation
Drops of joy, drops of fear
Sense of relief empowers me
All through my body
So hard to resist
So hard to control

The tragic spin to life
of urges taking over
Tearing the wings apart
Like the newborn bird
Unable to fly
But always willing to try
Shouting silently in vain
Feeling so powerless,
But yet so strong.