May 31 2003

Anxiety attack

by Clay @ 1:25 am
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trapped inside this empty case
broken wings
wasting space
helpless, lifeless, empty thoughts
there’s no escaping
my heart, it rots

time stands still
a moment of reflection
restless silence
a spreading infection

crammed up inside the open gates
wilted muscles
unbearable weights
useless, tainted, weathered soul
there’s no restraint
no control

registered sentiments
no turning back
fearful resolution
anxiety attack

May 30 2003

Misunderstood Breath

by Clay @ 6:26 am
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a quiet thought nestled inside the mind
troublesome inquiries into the unknown
boundless hopes of a forgotten future
fading memories of an unknown past

visions of nothingness
endless burdens hidden beneath strength
dreams coming close but not reaching
a glimpse through clouded eyes

spectacular light from nowhere
amazing treasures not yet seen
encrusted souls searching for answers
misunderstood breath inspired

guided melodies whispered softly
abandoned sentiments realized again
renewed hearts longing for touch
seeing after believing

May 29 2003

Quiet Storm

by Clay @ 7:11 am
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Taken from that which holds me close,
a quiet storm enters my thoughts.
Enough to instill a temporary insanity,
I reach throughout time for answers.
Here to find that which holds me back,
a glitter of hope shines a light.
Enough to fill a small path of life,
I see a place to walk towards.
Guided by that which keeps me going,
a small voice edges me forward.
Enough to spark a thoughtful plan,
I take from it what I can hold.

May 28 2003

Helpless Wonder

by Clay @ 4:30 pm
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Within a parted memory
hides grace and tinted honesty
guided by faith alone
granting immaginative unsureness
helpless blocks of wonder
trading thoughts for dreams
yearning for a new hope
breathing in renewed life
treasures await from afar
searching throughout the clouds

May 27 2003

A Star’s Echo

by Clay @ 3:00 pm
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times are low
the sun won’t shine
the grass is brown
the streets are full of dust
but still is there a shining light
in the middle of the madness
a star echoing its rays
showing off truth behind reality