Caught

And the river runs free..

Crimson sparkles under a sad sky.

Broken, torn, and defeated.

Caught in the maelstrom,

Stronger than I.

Ripped apart by the sharp waves.

Fight to get control, Fight to get free

Can’t get away,

I’m bleeding me.

Collapse to your knees,

Succumb to the pain,

But you know better than this,

What have you got to gain?

But, what have we got to lose?

Take our pain and share it.

We do what we can,  because we must.

If only we could choose.

And they’re digging their way to somethin’ better..

 

 

"I am the priest that frees the beast.

I am the blood,

I am release.

Make me pure,

Leave me a cure.."