Pure of Heart

Twirling in my mind I hear your song

and wish it were my own

It is so beautiful, untainted and so pure

So strong, invincible and oh so secure

My own stumbling, mumbling, rambling whispers

are as unlike it as two mirror-imaged sisters

I know I crave your power

although I have plenty of my own

or maybe it's your purity

that I want on loan

There's something missing I can't gain

walk through myself and back again

Inside my heart desire has lain

for many years amidst the pain

and it's the pain I can't remove

despite these many efforts

Even with the balm of love

my purity's completely severed

from the rest of who I am

and packed away like trash

so inaccessible

so far in my past

and each time I find it's miracle

I know it's borrowed bliss

My purity will never last

I'll never quite grab hold of it

I don't know how to live without my pain

and if my purity came back

I'd only search for pain again

It's useless to try

to take my pain away

as much as I don't want it

I need for it to stay

It is the only thing that makes me strong

tells me who I am and where I belong

and even if I do not like the things it has to say

Nonetheless its messages are truthful anyway

That I am corrupted, tainted and blemished is for sure

but there is a disparity

because in my heart I'm pure

No matter what they take, you see

They cannot take my heart from me

A hidden treasure, hard to find

far beyond my soul or mind

My body may not be my own

whether I'm possessed or all alone

Take what you can from it

it's only an empty shell

It had been broken for so long

that any use for it is just as well

Try to break me

you might succeed

But you won't capture my heart

and that is all I need

Nothing else has any worth

No, not death or even birth

If you cannot hold my heart

You possess no true art

ily, 2000