3 thoughts on “Bottled Up”

  1. Fly me to places
    With wicked trees
    Screams on the breeze
    More please
    More please
    And more
    Please
    Fly me to places
    With wicked streams
    Flowing into blood red seas
    More please
    More please
    And more
    Please
    Fly me to places
    With wicked dreams
    Filled with scream filled
    Blood red seas
    More please
    More please
    And more
    Please
    Fly me to these places
    Tasting of dispair
    And misery
    Only
    To deliver me
    To deliver me
    And
    To deliver me
    Peace
    More peace
    More peace
    And
    More peace
    Fly me to wicked places
    On wings
    To deliver me
    To your peace Lord
    To remind me
    Upon waking
    The gift of taking
    Yet another
    Breath

    Zig©”20″
    AKA Wander
    Soulsnotepoetry.blogspot.com

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  2. My friend, I am doing better than I could have ever dreamed, but it was a rough go of it for quite a while…I’ll be visiting regularly
    Wander

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