By Bill Jeffreys
It burns and purges and lingers about
What emotions are left
because it does not doubt
It consumes and eats without appeal
My heart alone, it leave unreal
I can not see what life it leaves
Can you see what I believe?
Please turn to me and feel me now
Be not like what I am ...
Hollow, empty, a sound you hear
when you are alone and shed a tear
It only stops when all is gone
Empty, it dies and leaves black skies
I look up and see what lies
my heart consumed with things that died.
But now I'm here and now I hear
I see and feel and run with without fear
My life alone, it always was
No more sound, now more false Noun
I am what I am I live what I live
Free of It, loose to be, to define what's me
I can rebuilt and learn to see
Start fresh, because there is no more Thee in me