clean slate.

Open up my eyes,
See right through my soul.
Unlock the door,
Thats keeping me from you.
Set a fire to my heart,
Flames burning with the truth.
Desires of this caged mind,
Keep them alive in an uncaring world.
Show me the love that burns within you.
Share the passions of a pure heart.
A love true and honest,
Innocent as white.
Tell me not of stains or blackness,
My soul is covered with them.
Bleach, tears, pain...
Nothing can remove this sin.
Scars etched into the soul,
Haunting this terrified mind.
A brother, a savior, a friend.
Someone to listen to my suffering.
Someone to heal this heart...

[You can respect this. I have no doubt. A revolution is a spark, the smallest of flames. Take away its oxygen, its fuel, and it suffocates in the darkness. Do not take away my oxygen. If you will not stand by me then please don't oppose me. Who would be cruel enough to reject an out stretched hand or open arms? Then I offer this embrace as a release from pain. Take heed of it. We all need a friend sometimes, I will be here waiting all the time. God bless the suffering for they shall be healed.]