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Celebrating recovering from life's challenges.

Submitted:Jul 23, 2012    Reads: 97    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

if i had to write a song the beat would go like this. since the moment of my birth i got an angels kiss. and everywhere i go in dorothy's wonderland. ive got the choir throwing halos at my hippie band. and the outcasts of the cities get up and follow me. cause they see im being tortured yet i seem so free. at the darkest of the night when all the land is black. my homies make a fire for some hackysack. morning comes too soon with the deliurium. we never knew our hearts could grow into bacterium.

never say never. never say hate. aww isnt that clever. but im afraid its too late. you see these scars on my chest. too real to be fake. my mind doesn't rest. this journey to take. searching for something. lost in a dream. working at nothing. my soul to redeem. when will it come. the moment of truth. hummingbirds hum. at my passing of youth. i look at them sideways. as im falling from grace. cause taking the byways. wont win this race. this road is narrow. followed by faith. shot by your arrow. so beware my wraith.

needless to say, my hearts done with this chase. im running from arrows replacing His grace. i know what i want and forget what i need. and when the fog fades my mind intercedes. but life did not stop though my thinking had ceased. its time to round up the beasts i released. one at a time they'll fall flat at my feet. and through this victory new life i will meet. but i cant do it alone, they'res things i cant see. hey you come closer, can you set me free. i look to another to search the insides of me. but what they discover is a young growing tree. and its roots are all tangled and trying to rise. my lack of hunger began its demise. i begin to uncover the reasons and why's. i overfed the wrong hunger with feelings and lies. instead of Your Love Lord, i filled up on highs. no wander this tree's dying from the inside. so eagerly ill listen and from wisdom ill learn. page after page of Your love letters ill turn. insanity behind me its new life i seek. new perspective speaks and all once loved was weak. You give me new words my mind has been tweaked. but not in the wrong way, ive got a new feast. my wants have changed to say just the least.


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