The Chase
Fighting gravity, lose the white veil
Letting go of soul, let it fly
Into the reverie that I was promised
I’m lost again, a victim of my crime
Hide the pretentious scars
Heal myself on the surface
I need the deeper wounds to survive
I am only human, to myself I must remind
I will become what I’m chasing
A victim of my own crime
I feel separation when body meets floor
Surrendered from above
I can only see what I don’t feel
I can only feel what I don’t see
Weary yet blissful, a victim of my crime
I can’t save me, but I want you to try
I’ve touched the sky and kissed rock bottom
Looking for perfection in between
I want to feel your warmth for one last time
Save me, help me make up my own mind
I am what I am chasing
The victim of my crime
The Darkest Divide 
Much like Tool’s lyrics, your poems have so many interpretations too.
Very dark, very deep…loved the last bit.
Nicely done, as always 🙂
February 18, 2010 at 1:41 am
hmm this could be a song! nice
February 18, 2010 at 9:13 am
Mmm. Tool.
February 18, 2010 at 9:20 am
har har love the way u end in every poem. naice \m/
February 18, 2010 at 9:46 am
Nice.
February 18, 2010 at 5:12 pm
lovely, very lyrical! 🙂
February 18, 2010 at 8:35 pm
You should compile your poems and have them published. I’ve read some of your previous poems as well, you’ve certainly got a talent for writing poetry.
February 20, 2010 at 1:35 am
stunning words,
a poem in depth.
well done!
October 5, 2010 at 4:47 pm
I agree, worthy of a beautiful song…thanks for linking with Potluck xx
October 6, 2010 at 7:19 am
thank u 🙂
October 9, 2010 at 10:46 am
Be curious what inspired the poem. Interesting take. Glad you posted it.
crb.
October 11, 2010 at 1:01 pm
Thank you! 🙂
They were just some thoughts in my head..
October 18, 2010 at 8:19 am