THe MiSSiNG PaTieNT
I split
Apart from self
A spirit that wears no flesh
Unburdened now, it float’s between you
Can you feel it breathing in the corner of your eye?
Don’t look it in the eye, it reads everything it sees
If you let it
It will look, feel, see and know
The things you are not ready to let be known
Like memories
Kept secrets of a broken mirror
Don’t cry
if I had arms, I would hold you
Join us together on this adventure
I can see through all of our eyes
An army of artists
Standing as individuals
working towards one single purpose
To enlighten the minds
Of the ones who’ve yet found a purpose to be
Be a light in the darkness
Share the beauty of truth
There is no you and I
This is what we are.
June-24-09