I Still have a Name
I saw the eyes of hell and still stand to tell about it
I walked the path to nowhere and still know where I am
I spoke my peace and still have more to say
I lived another life and still find one here
I cried for peace and still weep for more
I sleep exposed to the elements and still wake in the streets
I beg so I will eat and still will not be full
I dress to be warm and still feel the cold
I hide from stares and still am judged
I am homeless and still I have a name
I have not been to war But the machine guns in my head ruin my thoughts Woven in silk; I have a destiny A web of directions I chose to ...
I am up for it, I really want it, I have prepared for it Only doing what I need to do Only wanting to get over this hump I want to look...
When the doors you open, trying to escape Open to Darkness Open to Emptiness Open to Sadness Open to a Storm Open to Nothingnes...