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And it hits me...
18 years ago
Thinking deep tonight, I stayed up without any sleep.
There's so much that I haven't said, and yet so much I haven't heard. So much I missed. Lost in a void.
My life is finally waking, and breathing I find pain. The old faded memories still linger. I never forgot, only shoved them aside.
Pain for the hurts that I've suffered, and surprisingly even more pain for leaving them unmended. Love doesn't forget, and a heart, as delicate as it is, is not one to be shoved aside quietly.
My sanctuary was a dream, my comfort that soon I will wake up and find my nightmare is now over. Yet my reality has passed me by. Lost chances, broken promises. I wake to see I was indeed dreaming, but only to wake up to find the nightmare my reality... Yet now, so different than before.
Days are still coming and my time isn't over. There's still a million and one chances to be taken and things left to be done. Love is not over, and my heart is not gone. Not a nightmare so much as a potential dream. Valleys and mountains left to be scaled. A life waiting to find it's voice.
Selah
There's so much that I haven't said, and yet so much I haven't heard. So much I missed. Lost in a void.
My life is finally waking, and breathing I find pain. The old faded memories still linger. I never forgot, only shoved them aside.
Pain for the hurts that I've suffered, and surprisingly even more pain for leaving them unmended. Love doesn't forget, and a heart, as delicate as it is, is not one to be shoved aside quietly.
My sanctuary was a dream, my comfort that soon I will wake up and find my nightmare is now over. Yet my reality has passed me by. Lost chances, broken promises. I wake to see I was indeed dreaming, but only to wake up to find the nightmare my reality... Yet now, so different than before.
Days are still coming and my time isn't over. There's still a million and one chances to be taken and things left to be done. Love is not over, and my heart is not gone. Not a nightmare so much as a potential dream. Valleys and mountains left to be scaled. A life waiting to find it's voice.
Selah
Your moment of stoic and head strong sincerity
I wonder with your words posed clear and true
That you know really what you were born to do
Most people pretend in themselves day by day
Crying and abiding cause they don't know the way
But I read your words and they so much speak to me
And behind my shrouded eyes i do then see
Another man another human no a brother in fray
Living life doing right making it day by day
So as you stand aside in this moment thats true
For your exceptional words I say that I'm proud of you...
Rhade,
That said, I'm impressed with how quick you wrote this in response. You must write a lot :).
On the subject of knowing what I'm born to do... Thats a very deep one for me. I get glimpses sometimes but its never really clear. I think thats one of those things that up to my time to pass on, I'm going to not entirely know what I"m doing. I figure I just go and see where the road takes me.
Thanks again for the support. *hugs*
Glad i could cheer yah up
am i too lost to be saved?
am i too lost?
my god, my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my god, my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my wounds cry for the grave
my soul cries for deliverance
will i be denied?
Christ.....tourniquet......
That song has a kind of special significance to me. Thanks very much for the comment.
*hugs*
Silent but caring...
Cuddly as a cute plush doll...
With a mysterious gaze...
And with the truth in my hand...
Very shy to publically show how lovefuland and caring I am, But I can show it via writing...
That's me!!!