Falling Rivers2

by Emily   Feb 8, 2005


Looking out the open window, seeing myself lying here.
I did not know what to decide.
I was lost, lost, I was lost inside.
I was gaining all I needed.
You were with me, all the way, in deep.
Deep, threats, bothering me.
Opening my scars, and letting them bleed.
Ceasing the wounds I once had before.
Walking through the light, that led through the door.
Eating away at my mind, it was.
Seeking through the passsage.
Wanting it all to myself, wanting it all..For you..And me..
Falling, I am falling with the rivers.
Sinking, I am sinking with the boat.
I never knew what I could see, with just one touch.
You are with me, you have become my spirit guide.
My angel of the night.
You have become my spirit guide, my savior of fright.
You could stay with me, you could stay with me.
You could be with me..Always..
I..Saw it, that falling river.
I..Saw it, that falling fiver.
It feel so fast, the currents were high.
The mist at the bottom, soon to rise.
Terrorizing nature, terrorizing me.
Seeking at the darkness, the inside beast.
Glaring at the woods, the woods, the woods..
Wandering the open fields, the valleys.
Looking for that water place, that falling river.
I..Saw it, that falling river.
I..Saw it, that falling river.
It fell so slow, the currents sunk low.
The mist at the bottom, had to rise above.
Seeing this..Was nothing more..That a fallen river..Of love..

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