Epitaph (time Will)

Please. Please speak to me

I'm not at all who you might think I should

be

I'm blind but keep in mind

I still can see

And blind leads blind

Or so it seems

This dream was penned for you and ...

Me. I'm caught

But oh, so free

There's joy in cells,

In thick disease

Pleasure in pain

The voice justs screams

So I've walked through all the wrong doors

Came face to face, left bruised

The body of thew wrong man

Is the body I abuse

You can pickme up in pieces,

Toss me on the floor

While I jigsaw search for meaning

Find there is none - evermore

We've read your epitaph

And seen our own

Nail to cross, crown to thorn

Truth doesn't lie in minds unfed,

Blind remains blind

Or so it's said

A choice for the living

Not the living dead

We've sought the path

Where angels fear to tread

A place for the seeker

To lay his head

Below hoove on heel

And beating wing

Time will, time will be seen