shinigami
04-29-2006, 08:30 AM
I came into this world,
Full of innocence, purity.
Unaware and uncaring.
Unafraid and curious.
Gleaming as the sun, shining with hope and possibility over the many grassy dew-dropped plains of Mother Earth.
Years passed and I,
Have tainted my innocence.
Lost my my purity.
Aware and loving to a sin.
Afraid and no longer curious, too scarred by memories, wandering away from companionship and touch.
Years passed and I,
No longer have innocence nor purity to speak of.
Cold and aloof,
Apathetic to a sin, yet still afraid.
Distancing myself from anything and everything, misplaced as a grai of sand upon a tundra.
Years passed,
Seasons change,
People come and go.
A light dawns onto me.
Realization and enlightenment.
Salvation at last.
More years passed and I changed,
For before there was uncertainty and confusion.
Now there is the truth.
None of innocence but a new purity.
As a baptised whore becomes a new woman once again, a virgin again. As Rahab the Harlot was.
This purity, now I know.
Was a constant presence.
THe proof of my existance.
and although me, myself and I are all different.
I was and I am as I will forever be.
Shinigami.
Full of innocence, purity.
Unaware and uncaring.
Unafraid and curious.
Gleaming as the sun, shining with hope and possibility over the many grassy dew-dropped plains of Mother Earth.
Years passed and I,
Have tainted my innocence.
Lost my my purity.
Aware and loving to a sin.
Afraid and no longer curious, too scarred by memories, wandering away from companionship and touch.
Years passed and I,
No longer have innocence nor purity to speak of.
Cold and aloof,
Apathetic to a sin, yet still afraid.
Distancing myself from anything and everything, misplaced as a grai of sand upon a tundra.
Years passed,
Seasons change,
People come and go.
A light dawns onto me.
Realization and enlightenment.
Salvation at last.
More years passed and I changed,
For before there was uncertainty and confusion.
Now there is the truth.
None of innocence but a new purity.
As a baptised whore becomes a new woman once again, a virgin again. As Rahab the Harlot was.
This purity, now I know.
Was a constant presence.
THe proof of my existance.
and although me, myself and I are all different.
I was and I am as I will forever be.
Shinigami.