Erica Dabose

Overwhelmed with new emotions,
I am laying by the ocean...
Morning tide swept all my tears,
I am facing all my fears...
Eastern breeze keeps me awake,
I'm admitting my mistakes...
Slowly healing wounded soul,
My path led me to the wall...

My free spirit is encaged,
All my actions have been staged...
Life was, - planned "Work of Art",
Since I've stopped following my heart...
Got creative, faking smile,
Faking love, took me awhile...
View on beauty were disturbed,
My heart played a minor chord...

Tuned my feelings to that music,
Felt so numb, when I was using...
Substance, - to suppress my rage,
Demons, - jump up on my stage...
Faith was difficult to fake,
Prayed for mercy in God's sake...
Spiritually I was lost,
Not in touch, with a Holy Ghost...

River flow into the ocean, 
I am sitting on the beach... 
Sun and rain of my emotions, 
In my heart, were washed, and bleached... 
Eastern wind is blowing colder, 
My eyes covered with sand... 
I am wiser, I am older, 
Pretty hot blond in demand... 

I am fishing for my fortune, 
Riding on the horse of fame, 
I've been thru internal torture... 
I went thru enormous pain... 
Finally my flower is blooming, 
Deep inside my broken soul... 
All my future life is zooming, 
See The Light, down the Hall... 

I am sitting by the palm tree, 
Morning sunrise bloody close... 
I have never felt so pain free, 
I am Erica Dabose!