1/13/18
Sometimes I wonder if you are listening,
Sometimes I wonder if you are really there,
Sometimes I ponder whether you truly hear me,
Then sometimes, I can feel your stare.
I've never been one to preach,
I never really believed,
I found myself so recently,
And I found you subsequently.
Trust me when I say I feel your love
Trust me when I say it's more than enough.
No longer do I feel all alone
No longer will I feel so cold
Learning the path,
Step by step,
One wrong move and I'm off the edge.
I'm young but you've given me
All this opportunity
I'm not helpless
Helpless
No I'm not helpless.
This past; I'd thought you'd forsaken me
When truly you were only making me
Who I am today
With everything I refused to say
A bat forever shrouded in Darkness,
Only because it refused to acknowledge the Light.
A Picasso of colors that are Heartless,
Only because they don't understand Wrong or Right.
Who I used to be
Was a shell of me.
I didn't understand
And I could never have planned
All these things that have started dream by dream.
One, two, three.
Three trials, that you had laid out for me.
All the same,
All different,
Leaving me to believe I was the source of blame.
I never loved my father,
But I love The Father.
Nothing could hurt worse,
Than the breaking trust of a daughter
A salad of emotions
And a dressing of experience.
The fork of life,
And the plate of love
I understand my life,
I understand my emotions,
I understand my experiences,
I understand my love.
All the bad was blamed on Him and him as a child
All the good became covered by black ink that smudged it all away.
Seeing the Light is what I wished,
Even if I were sent into the Darkness.
Hurt.
There is more than one way to hurt.
To be hurt,
To hurt others,
To hurt through the experiences of others,
And to hurt through your own selfish mistakes
Easy has never been a good thing to me.
Easy, is boring.
Easy hurts.
Easy makes me fail
God, I know you put me here.
I know you had a reason.
Why, though,
Do I need to be so broken?
Do I need to challenge myself?
Do I need your help?
God I know you hear me.
I pray, My Lord.
That you listen to my words.
That you hear me.
He doesn't deserve to die Lord,
And he doesn't deserve to live.
You know of whom I speak.
But I know it is far beyond me.
He and he.
Him and him.
Two.
Please,save him for me my Lord
I need him.
The other,
Please, knock some sense into him.
I don't need him.
But they do.
Lord trust me,
They do.
I know my words are but words on a page,
And I am no wise sage,
Lord they need you more than I.
Please let them feel the Light
