Ghost Writer Insomnis

(1807-1977 / Transylvania)

THOUGHTS OF A SON VISIONS OF A FATHER


Outside my dream the spirit calls me to leave,
come back from this toxic journey so that you may breathe,
For Him that watches over my every breath,
I give my heart, my mind, my soul unto the call of death.

Be anxious for nothing in this temporal life,
Neither my heart nor my peace, elude the worlds ungodly strife,
Challenging fear, I escape in the night visions of flight,
but no place to land this tragedy of temporal sight?

Many slumber under the illusion of living a dream,
The reality, truth comes in the morning, things are seldom as though they seem.
How do I deal with this bittersweet sorrow,
I abhor the concept of forever running till the morrow.
I live together with sincerity care and love of all who bid me stay,
The choice I make is mine alone, life from death the ultimate price to pay.

Living the dream confines me within a nightmare,
Paying for all the struggles, the torments, even for those incapable of care.
From my foot to my head a deepening color of crimson red,
The insanity of it all will become apparent once I AM fills the heart left for dead.

I can become the freedom you seek but cannot find,
I will take for you the torture, heal your body, soul and repay those who mess with your mind.

So let us not belabor the point any longer, the time is at hand,
Will you recognize my blood poured out for your life
as your freedom dissipates within the crimson sand?



Respectfully Yours Ghost Writer Insomnis

Submitted: Monday, November 11, 2013
Edited: Monday, December 02, 2013
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From the Author of my heart to the life of yours, Know the truth and know who truly cares, no matter what, True love as it was always intended to be awaits the calling of your heart to return to your home and your Papa, the ultimate gift for free.....

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