Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Ghost in a shell

This wasn't my wish,
I never asked for this:
that I could feel your pain.
what would I have to gain?

Humanity with your misery
and misery held to your name.
What do you ask the helpless
when you feel every feeling, the same?

I looked into your eyes and knew
as the tree that bore your knowledge
the awful silence of your misery
and your suffering borne alone.

I ask only that I could take your pain
and that of everyone you ever knew
because where you can hide your misery
within me, it grew and grew.

So I will know your suffering
and you will stand alone
before me, you'll have no secrets when
your eyes, make suffering secrets shown.

Goodnight my tired companion
you will rest tonight
fear not your misery or your pain
for I take on your plight.

As a shepard who tends to the flock of man,
when you think you suffer alone:
When you no longer feel your pain
it means I will lift the burdens, to me, you've shown.

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