In my sanctuary | old writing of mine...

-In My Sanctuary-

Walk the halls of my monastery
Enjoy the silence of a dead soul
Feel the storm coming in
The storm of
Sanity, sanctity
Insanity, fear
It's my sanctuary

A hundred life times of misery
See the paintings of past glory
Life filled images
Images of
Sanity, sanctity
Insanity, fear
It's my sanctuary

In the great hall is the Daemon
The one called death and regression
Runes glowing on it's heads
Two heads of
Sanity, sanctity
Insanity, fear
It's my sanctuary

From the mountainside you can see
The distance of living meadows
My monastery in desolation
Between are
Sanity, sanctity
Insanity, fear
It's my sanctuary

In the crypt baptised with my blood
In the sarcophagus of brass and steel
In the midst of lost souls
You see me in
Sanity, sanctity
Insanity, fear
It's my sanctuary
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I was going through my old writings in search for some hidden wisdom to give me some comfort, and I ran into this. It's probably familiar to skaggers, from the .com days, but I'll re-post it. I've really got to find that sanctuary within my soul again...

I think this is one of the first of your poems I've read.

There's about ten before that.

beautiful.... truely beautiful....

Hmmm. I can send you the file with all my poem-type writings if you want. I'm not too good with other types. Some short stories in addition to those, mostly depicting some odd thread of thought in my mind.

I would love to read anything you have. It may take me a while, but I will read it and get back to you about it, I promise

Sent.