paul
paul
Nov 20, 2010

Triumph

In the microcosm
Of my mind
A plethora of emotions
Race through

As the pendulum swings
My heart becomes
The sand in
An hour glass
That quickly empties

In the pits of my soul
Sorrow screams
As faith listens
Attentively

Sending her legions
To fight the demons
That stirs my insides

Perplexed by
Shivering Weakness
That overpowers
Me

Without hesitation
The sun shines once more
As faith incinerates my clouds
Opening my eyes to
New horizons

Surrounded by euphoria
Darkness becomes terrified
As it surrenders to faith
Now I can breathe again

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Region, Country: New York , USA

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Apostolos "Paul" Anagnostopoulos

in this mas world a little triumph is a miracle, thanks for stopping by