The choice to face it all now was so natural.
A sign of the man that wants
so badly to be freed
The emotional pull like a thousand screams
Tempers
inside as I have sided with the challenging road
A quicker recovery through
facing all of the pain at once the road I ararely choose.
I have decided to
embrace this compansionless sorrow and undivided my attention to this
healing.
In seclusion
There's no running
Away from this hell that was let
loose
I am searching
For the source of this constant counter
Regression
My
blood loses circulation once again as my knees meet with the floor.
Battered
and bruised as they haven't moved from this place
Seeking rest from
creations author
A day of silence, a day of reckoning
A day of constant
retrospect
I carry the weight of accumulating loss
No ounce of positive
energy
In my empty, weightless, broken body
Nothing to lose much to
gain
Lord send me a sign I need direction
Nothing is clear, and nothing seems
real
I need a cleansing, I need refreshment
Are you listening?
can you
hear me now?
Lift me up above the waves
I can't rely on these arms
To stay
afloat
The morning has come with a blessing
The storm has parted
Overwhelmed with relief
My focus shall not fail as I plan my next steps
I will not be vulnerable again
To the beckoning of my heart
I will not
sway in the midst of the oceans pull I will stand firm in my place