Who Are You?

Seems like its raining everyday
in every way
good intentions
and voices in my head
so I asked...
Who are you?

Seems like the clouds
rule the skies
because I am waiting
because I am undecided.

Voices from the edge of my bed
and from the stars
and in my dreams
and in the words of friends
and from strangers
and from the fallen leaves
in a summer's day.

No one knew I was listening
to keys and strokes
to signs and visions

so I asked...
Who are you?

Oh' God
My friend..

Who are you?

I came here to live
and I am not leaving here
so I can die.

Heavy rain on my skin
sun scorched
peel back and away
tear and bleed

I pray facing the sun
on the cloudiest and rainy days
some how, its rays penetrate
through the clouds and into my soul.

Who are you?

Why do you love me?

I am not worthy.

William Ortiz
CREATE DESTROY!