Redemption
Freedom
Deliverance
Words so freely spoken, not fully embraced
I can, release you from a bond
But if you don’t walk away...
What is free?
Are you delivered?
Questions already answered, but the answers not manifest
If you free yourself from the ties that bind
Were you ever really bound?
Was it a mere state of mind, your personal imprisonment?
Choose incapacitation?
We must be insane
If the battleground is truly the mind, most have already lost
Those who are “enlightened” must have a stronger delusion
To convince yourself you know the “truth”
A funny concept...truth
We know so much about truth, but the only control we have is over our own...
Every word, glance, smile I give you could be a lie
But if you view it as truth...which is it?
Everything is perception
On which illusion will you decide?
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
At times...
I don’t know what to do
How to express the range of emotions felt
I am fully able to handle the currents of anger
Familiar as they are, it’s quite easy
Harder to feel disappointment
To feel disrespected
Often, even with the times where you’re made to feel like your floating
If those times outweigh the others by a thousand
All it takes is that 1
That one time you feel forgotten
Disregarded...
Respect is such an...iffy word...
Means so many things to so many...
There’s that damned word again...
Perception...
I don’t know what to do
How to express the range of emotions felt
I am fully able to handle the currents of anger
Familiar as they are, it’s quite easy
Harder to feel disappointment
To feel disrespected
Often, even with the times where you’re made to feel like your floating
If those times outweigh the others by a thousand
All it takes is that 1
That one time you feel forgotten
Disregarded...
Respect is such an...iffy word...
Means so many things to so many...
There’s that damned word again...
Perception...
From my heart pours a well
Many times over, spilling into my world
Inside a glass case
Sometimes frosted
Others very clear
Crimson tears and anguish
Wrenching and tearing with such force
Physically exhausted from the highs and lows
No one knows it, they just don’t know....
I’ve shed tears for you
I know it can’t be wrong
But these tears I’ve felt well up inside
It’s NOT what I want but what is
My heart pulls in different direction
A reflection of your heart in mine, it runs
Away, then to, so many things have my heart
Confused...
Many times over, spilling into my world
Inside a glass case
Sometimes frosted
Others very clear
Crimson tears and anguish
Wrenching and tearing with such force
Physically exhausted from the highs and lows
No one knows it, they just don’t know....
I’ve shed tears for you
I know it can’t be wrong
But these tears I’ve felt well up inside
It’s NOT what I want but what is
My heart pulls in different direction
A reflection of your heart in mine, it runs
Away, then to, so many things have my heart
Confused...
Good morning, good morning, good morning
A thousand of those and I still wouldn’t tire of being able to look at you face to face
With my, good morning
I say it every day to you
But it’s partially a lie
As no morning is at all complete when I don’t have you by my side
For my
Morning, I mean every day is a blessing, always
But my mornings shine brighter when I’m able to get up, crack of dawn as always
And see you sleeping, even if we aren’t in bed together
Just being around, knowing that I have you close to soothe away any remnants of a bad day
Makes me look forward to every morning from here to eternity
A thousand of those and I still wouldn’t tire of being able to look at you face to face
With my, good morning
I say it every day to you
But it’s partially a lie
As no morning is at all complete when I don’t have you by my side
For my
Morning, I mean every day is a blessing, always
But my mornings shine brighter when I’m able to get up, crack of dawn as always
And see you sleeping, even if we aren’t in bed together
Just being around, knowing that I have you close to soothe away any remnants of a bad day
Makes me look forward to every morning from here to eternity
I have such a yearning for you
Such a well of love and fear for you
My flesh turns away but my soul runs to you
I feel so complete in your presence
I can feel you within me, you’ve not forsaken me
It angers me to hear you’re not real, when I KNOW you
You’ve visited me, spoken to me, comforted me
Wiped my tears and held me when no one could
And I can just feel you...I feel you.
You fill me when you sense my longing, you have such a beautiful presence
I praise you for you think of me
I am unworthy.
Such a well of love and fear for you
My flesh turns away but my soul runs to you
I feel so complete in your presence
I can feel you within me, you’ve not forsaken me
It angers me to hear you’re not real, when I KNOW you
You’ve visited me, spoken to me, comforted me
Wiped my tears and held me when no one could
And I can just feel you...I feel you.
You fill me when you sense my longing, you have such a beautiful presence
I praise you for you think of me
I am unworthy.
I find myself ashamed and fearful
wondering how I can talk to you
how I approach you
a love so perfect, you ask us to strive
I feel defeated often before I begin
but a man, doomed from birth; in sin
how to maintain my optimism, or excuse me, my faith
when asked to fight to achieve something we've been told is unattainable
I feel like my life will end in disgrace
my hope is in you, and you alone
no faith in MY flesh, within me is nothing but wrong
the spirit is willing, but man is my flesh weak
a hunger so huge, which one will I feed
as my spirit starts to whisper
myself starts to scream
no one's righteous around me, only you know the heart
judged by many, hated by most
no longer a fight for your love, but a fight to be right
who can make it the fastest
man's shortcut to the stairway to heaven
ridiculous teaching, life passes you by
nothing but confusion is left behind
now who am I?
God who are you?
Deceived and tricked, trying to find the answer to the wrong question
the one at hand is now what will you do now that you know man is not the way?
how will you stand before Him in the last day?
will you excuse yourself because you were mislead?
no, but we did not have the vision, it said very clear
lean not to your own understanding
the answers were RIGHT HERE
all you have is the word, but you looked to the man
now neither one of you will make it
and all I can say is...damn...
wondering how I can talk to you
how I approach you
a love so perfect, you ask us to strive
I feel defeated often before I begin
but a man, doomed from birth; in sin
how to maintain my optimism, or excuse me, my faith
when asked to fight to achieve something we've been told is unattainable
I feel like my life will end in disgrace
my hope is in you, and you alone
no faith in MY flesh, within me is nothing but wrong
the spirit is willing, but man is my flesh weak
a hunger so huge, which one will I feed
as my spirit starts to whisper
myself starts to scream
no one's righteous around me, only you know the heart
judged by many, hated by most
no longer a fight for your love, but a fight to be right
who can make it the fastest
man's shortcut to the stairway to heaven
ridiculous teaching, life passes you by
nothing but confusion is left behind
now who am I?
God who are you?
Deceived and tricked, trying to find the answer to the wrong question
the one at hand is now what will you do now that you know man is not the way?
how will you stand before Him in the last day?
will you excuse yourself because you were mislead?
no, but we did not have the vision, it said very clear
lean not to your own understanding
the answers were RIGHT HERE
all you have is the word, but you looked to the man
now neither one of you will make it
and all I can say is...damn...
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