The Divine

He awakens
To a wicked world
Of His own design
Where the Damned
Live amongst
The Divine
Their perfect little lives
An illusion
Fueled by vanity
As He searches
The darkness for light
And His sanity
Rythm of the heart
Like war drums
Pumps Hatred
Through His veins
While He awaits
The Metamorphosis,
The change
Faded and violent
Mind not mine
Drive the cloud away
Now Sober and silent
The restraints tightened
As He’s branded
With the cross
To forever
Remind Him
Of what was once lost

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SCHOOLER, Mark (Louisville,KY 14 March 1980 - Present). Husband, Father, Recovering Alcoholic / Drug Addict, Poet
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