Never a passing moment too soon
saving me from rationality.
Escape my head, tear out my heart
for it hurts too much to beat.
Beat me to death if I would let it…
But where do I hide
with no sanctuary of the mind preserved?
In the early hours before daybreak
I am left trembling in the shadows.
Show me the way, for I will follow you…
Copyright © 2012 Cole Bradburn



























