Creating From The Wells Of Pain

Here it comes again
Why is it that pain sends me speeding
Back to the place I need to be
So slowly drift away
From that dark and lonely place
Where there seems to be a well of creativity

Is there an easier way
I haven’t found it yet
My pain connects me to humanity
The ones I love, though strangers all
I long to give you something
Maybe it’s the bleed
That’s makes it so special
A living sacrifice

At any rate I can’t get away
From loving you
Souls I will never see
Until life seeps into eternity
Then I may know you
Sweet jewels of His

So I will continue
Into the night
Trying to write
What will touch your soul
Not left over and cold
But new and bold
Because I love

copyright 2009 Jean Chamblee