13 August 2005

stillborn

The bitter poison in this cup -
Most people would gulp it down
But sip by sip I drink it up,
Enjoy its taste in my mouth.

The burning trace in my throat
Reminded me I am alive.
You shaped yourself as antidote
And brought me back to life.

I feel like I was stillborn,
Cast dead into the world;
I was broken, beaten and torn
Before you came to break my fall.

I enter life and I leave death,
I see the light for the first time.
Lay me back to catch my breath
And memorize your every outline.

Reaching out like a beginner,
Like a new-born cast from the womb,
Confused and naked original sinner
Just resurrected from my tomb.

I feel like I was stillborn,
Cast dead into the world;
I was broken, beaten and torn
Before you came to heat the cold.

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