The Unread Safeword

The Unread Safeword

Composed on 8/19/10

God forgive me for this life I’ve led

And all the blood and tears I’ve shed

The battles continue with frightful raging

My own content, a front I’m waging

Staged the combat seen so freely

With nerves quite calm, a look so steely

Deep the hurt goes in scenes so often

Where I die, then arise from my own coffin

Each day’s a chance to live it brighter

But I feel the Tempter’s grip grow tighter

Fighting for my best performance

The pressure builds till it’s too enormous

And maybe I’ve grown a comfort for it

A life so wretched that I deplore it

Stored in my own heart’s locked compartment

Is a word so soft, etched on a parchment

In a language long dead and ancient

In my translation, I’m not ever patient

So I do not bother to read this secret

Buried, forgotten is where I keep it

But maybe you can guess this codeword

That would propel me up and forward

It might be reason, or maybe hope

The truths in love for my sorrow’s cope

Yet without it, I commence in warring

Not concerned by what my heart is storing

And in each death, I find rebirth

Missing the essence of what life’s worth

Though I would not allow myself to free it

Just say I could release this note to see it

The word is not for my understanding

While I give in to my foes’ demanding

My eyes are shrouded by the World’s illusions

So I dwell in conflict’s endless confusion

God, I give thanks, for You remain so kind

In spite of all my choices, my eyes so blind