Pulling Out the Fear

© Jaimey Perham 03/20/2010

Like a dentist performing a decayed tooth extraction

The ghost riders of the street pull out my fear factions  

They bring to the surface all those deep dark secrets of my past

Revealing the shame I feel so now I should go and attend mass

I now remember all those people in my head that I deeply hurt

If I could I would give them my protection shield silver shirt

To mask the wounds I gave them from my own magic mind of hands

But that would be wrong in the hour glass of sands

What I should do is give them some good healing love

If I could find it somewhere deep in my empty soul of doves

So the best I could do is just say from the bottom of my heart that I am sorry

And hope the people in my head from my past that I hurt have no more worries

In the end karma will get us all and the result will be our own judges

On the path of life we share with our fellow human beings with all those unresolved grudges