Freedom in Fences

  Graveside Living my how comfortable  we are with death living in our bedroom just under our breath though our eyes have witnessed and our fingers touched this pound of flesh  can't weigh that much so we pay in tomorrow's we pay in days we pay with hope in unspeakable ways forgiveness is slipping grace lost its place and yet we strive  towards yesterday's race i speak out of feelings i speak from my fear i speak so the weak can't possibly hear i have holes too way deep in my soul in places where hope just looses its hold love conquers all love finds the sting that reminds us of purpose and brings back our dreams now to the failures now to the grave a heartbeat away with words to enslave words that we speak words that we give words born of flesh that hide how we live bleeding is simple breathing is pain peace etched in stone has forgotten our name here's my agenda here is my need growth now consumed in the fictions we read  fiction or not  we all know the plot this