Ismael Rodriguez - Desire

Desire

By Ismael Rodriguez

Forced evolution,
there's no place to hide.
Trapped in a void
with no place to rest.
absolution is still haunting me.
The voices of angels
Flow through my brain.
Dear Kwan Yin,
I call to you.
My cries of misery
They help me to fly.
Compartmentalize my heart
so I don't feel.
Particles of psychotic dreams,
Keep me alive.
© 2007 Ismael Rodriguez

Ismael Rodriguez

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