Paradox

This winding road before me
The unsettled, vacant light
Relentless chains of freedom
Seldom seen through waking sight

Forgive me if I dream of you
Forget my gasping need
A love reborn, forsaken
In the urgency of greed

What to me was ours together
Was your selfish solitude
A secret, mine to cherish
Bore a mark of shame for you

Passion is my healing balm
That burns your aching skin
Begging me to leave
You lock the cell you’ve put me in

Surrender to the sweetest pain:
Your fear that you will find
The fires of Hell within your soul
And Heaven within mine

My Verse

That I am here, though leaves shall fall
For through the crack that snakes the wall
I see the end where I begin
And Fortune smiles upon her kin

That I am rich, though have I naught
For never yet have I forgot
The gold that lies up on the sea
The jewels of Earth hung on a tree

That I am glad, though tears I shed
For weeping is the cure of dread
The just release of fears withheld
So bittersweet the truth to tell

That I am strong, though I may break
For once to feel for feeling's sake
To know the blessing and the curse
Of giving all to write my verse

Devon Pearse - My Verse