Cross Roads
Here I am mirroring my soul
descending in the inner of my core
investigating my cobweb of subconscious
analazying as I listen to the beating of my heart
Who am I?I am that Woman so deeply in love
with so many questions,with no many answers
Here I am,the prosecutor of my thoughts and every emotion
going deeper in the moonless Well of doubts
not knowing which path to take
I don't want to take the path which leads me
to the echo of hollowness,the bruises of pain
I've been there,still damp,still in solitude
haunted by its'darkness,living with its'ghost
I can still feel it all...all vivid in the shadow
and I will not return to that cursing thomb of snakes
I'm on my way to find the path,that path I longed for
the rocky path which leads me to the Silver stream
the stream where I can bathe naked
Where I can feel fresh water on my skin
that stream where I can breatthe, Where I don't dream
and watch my dreams sail away with dawn
I'm gonna find that place,a place where I'll be loved
a place where I can live and love in a forever
Here I am,in the Middle of Nowhere
asking myself which direction shall I lead?
Here I am,waiting justice for the inner of my being
so very close to heaven,yet not so far from hell
Here I am,still at Crossroad
Charma
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