Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Lonely No More


i am fully clothed, yet i feel as though i am bare as the day i was born
in a crowd room, but can't hear a single sound
looking around i see people with no faces
loneliness creeps in and evades my spaces
one by one they disappear
leaving me in a room with no rear
from light to dark
i remain
alone on a deserted plain
left with my thoughts to comfort me
walking silently
muted by pain
filled with disdain
wondering what i have left to gain
then a small voice whispers
you are not alone, beloved
i have come for you
who are you, i ask
slowly the darkness gives way to light
again the voice comes to me
i am, the i am
Out of darkness i bring you light
only then do i notice
the single door
Come to Me Beloved
My Blood has set you free
What beauty stands before me
i will never be able to describe
i turn and run into the arms of
my father, lonely no more.

The Darkest Time

The darkest times are when you are not here
fear creeps in and sits next to me
it smiles in my face and laughs at my tears
it jolts my pride and mocks my pain
the darkest times are when you are not here
to calm the waves of grief welling up inside of me
drowning in my own sorrow
alone besides the shadows of darkness that threaten to consume me
the darkest times are when you are not here
the power struggle has begun
you already know who has won
traded in my soul for what...
the darkest times are when you are not here.