~Born Again~

Consumed
and
condemnded by
the heart
lurking
hidden;
emotions
thought
chained
can return
here
unbidden
and haunting
can scream
to the grave
in
their madness,
stripped
of humanity,
swallowed
by sadness.
Cross
yourself
cut
yourself,
comfort
won't come;
to Sleep
is a
Weaving
which can't
be undone-
so lose
hope
and
break apart,
no more
to care,
soul fled
forever
on a wing
and a
prayer.

~(c)8/00 The Mad Poet (A.K.LaBelle)