2005-01-28 - resoulution
this empty cold space feeling with its permeating press infiltrating and dealing with outlying manifests credos I've adopted which seemed to serve me well others I let drop dead as time was sure to tell but in the inner sanctum of this place inside of me I listed and and I ranked 'em in a flash of clarity lying on the forest floor waiting for arrival I hear a sound I can't ignore an instinct for survival coupled with a harmony enjoined with safe and sound a thousand thoughts come onto me as I lie on the ground the chemical was in my head the gun was in my hand my friends and I might soon be dead if things don't go as planned we waited at the wooded drive but no one ever came as darkness falls we're still alive and I still feel the same so glad it's time to go so glad it didn't go down and basking in the glow of some resolve I found I head homeward all alone as my two friends went to their own and I'm thinking, I'm aware: someone looks out for me up there and I shouldn't take for granted and I shouldn't push my chances and my loyalty recanted from my peer group ruled advances as I thought and I reflected on the ways I disrespected all alone on my way home I could feel this loving dome and a song (my soul, to keep) written by Uriah Heap was a prayer I was replying Stealin' When I Should be Buying "Stood on a ridge and shunned religion thinking that the world was mine, I made my break and a big mistake I was stealin' when I should've been buyin'"
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