Spiritual Cry

Justin McDermott

A conversation with the spirit through cold, rain and the hope of return.

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Talking to my spirit last night,

Ignoring the cold and rain,

Please, I need you now,

More than ever before!

The light shone early,

Exposing you to the bitterness

Not knowing my importance

I fell for the sweet caress

You were hunted, haunted

And stripped to be flaunted

Love they forgot to feed it

Burnt in unforgiving sorrow

For those who killed my spirit

Plagued now for sure

Questions of whether to set the score

And echoing back through time

For my spirit to live in me once more

The light now shines bright in me

Even though for so long I turned away

Scarred by life's cross I see

Well, I'd injure it all again

If I could feel my spirit once more within me