Standing upon a rock, I thought was never there. So, shaky, many people were trying to pull me down. The darkness, covering me. For so long, I wondered, if I was ever going to be free from this burden.. A light flashed and flashed again, as a figure clothed in white grabbed my arm as I was about to fall...Saying, I will never let you go no matter what
Free
I am free. Free from the guilt that has plagued me. The guilt pierced my heart, my soul, and my mind, countless times. How I am still alive...I do not know, yet as I stare at this computer screen, knowing out there that someone loves me...and will never leave me...it keeps me going. For within this person, is the key to all love, and kindness. It was he, whos blood was spilt that fateful day, for my sins. The one thing that I could not conquer...in my battle, I could not conquer, my sinful desires...yet, suddenly, the one with the pierced hands, has given me the unconquerable and unbreakable sword, armor, and helmet. He is also fighting by my side...helping me when I stumble. This is not a lone battle though...for on both of my sides are my friends, and strangers I do not know, thousands upon thousands, we come..... this battle is far from over, but the war has already been decided
Too Good to be True
As I stand in the darkness they call the world. A beacon of light shines overhead...its far away, but everywhere I go I see the light...penetrating, breaking down what I thought was valuable. Finally the light hits me, and for once, reveals how dirty I am, how disgusting my clothes are, and how dirty I am... The light grows ever brighter...then I hear a voice over all the sounds of the world, all
the shouting and wars. The voice is saying....Come, this is where you get clean...At first I was hesitant, but as the voice got louder, I could tell he meant well...I stepped into where the voice was...and I could see no lightbulb, or anything. The light seemed to be coming from on man, dressed in white, but stained with blood. "This blood is yours" he exclaimed...for all the time you've fallen, and hurt someone, or yourself, I bandaged it...I took the pain on myself, so you can live a painless life when you die...Did I deserve this....What did I do, to have someone forgive me and take away my pain?...Is this too good to be true?.... I looked around, he seemed to be calling me...and no one else..."You do not deserve this, but I am doing it out of love for you"
"Take my hand so u can fly" As I was reaching for it, I could feel the darkness still holding on, but I didn't belong to them anymore, I had no more relations with the darkness.
I had not left the earth yet...for it is not my time...I am ever fighting a war, while I live, but I can fight it with courage, for there is one who will never leave me, and one who will never die. He has been the one to carry me this far
Undeserved Love
My heart is ripped out of its chest, for I did not deserve this love that has been given me, so I live to try and make it count... Although nothing I give is worth it
He has given me life, while I caused his death, and caused the blood to flow, the doubts I have cannot help either.
Can this be real? Can I make a difference? Can I speak his name with no shame? For all I have done, he has erased the events, starting over
on a new slate, new day, to make a difference.