Start digging trenches to bury the corpses that you're sick of hiding in your closet.
Swallow the lies that you've been breeding behind your man-made pulpit.
Escape from the past and wash the blood from your face.
You're too far gone to keep up this pace.
We've all got our demons to hide and mine are no different.
So step from behind your mask, let go of resentment.
The past is behind, what's done is done.
You've learned your lessons, now it's time to move on.
The husk of you is now left behind.
Empty, hollow, and unrefined.
There's freedom in being broken before each other.
When the decay sets in, you will carry your brother.
All of us have our demons to confront
Stories to tell; battle, an affront.
You can't face this alone, and I can't either.
Let down your guard and be a leader.
Monday, January 16, 2012
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