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A Forbidden Prayer

The music has run dry,
And I can hear my breathing.

My thoughts twisting and turning,
My heart teasing and bleeding.

I feel alone in this empty room,
Crowded with demons and evil thoughts.

Thinking of the scars of my battles,
And the battles I've fought.

I have sinned,
God forgive me,

Don't leave this lost child of yours feeling empty.

Please answer my prayers,
And let me live cleanly.

There's nothing left of me,
But my pain and greed Squeezing.

Through my veins,
In my heart,

All I see is black abyss that is filling my lungs and drowning my soul,
Have I not paid a price, down this twisted road, charged with an infinite toll?

Carelessly Caring for my gashes and wounds,
Lying my way to my grave,
Of my undiscovered tomb.

Wanting what is not wanted,
And hoping what is not hoped for,
Sacrificing myself going through this unknown door.
Carefully I have tried to walk on this thin ice.

And with Consequence I have fallen through, and the cold is now numbing my 
life.

Trying to explain with this jibirish, contained with words unclear,
Trying to obtain the unobtainable through this poison black air.

Where I walk or die from here is up to you God and Lord Jesus.
Have mercy on my soul while I pick up my life, of this shattered glass in pieces.

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Lost Friends

Birds Fly away,

Sunsets come and go,

Just like winter fades,

When Spring melts its snow.

Through and through again,

I wonder where's my friend.

Friends stick together,

Their friendship is forever,

But why is it I'm in this rain,

And you won't shed your sunlight through my stormy weather?

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Questions

Why is it that I feel this everlasting pain 
And that there is no hope in this world
Why is it that I have so much to gain
But yet I can’t seem to get a grip on it

Why do I feel this deep feeling of emptiness
Ever drowning in it grasps of evil and sorrow
I can’t seem to move on 
I can’t seem to let go

Feelings that come and go 
Then I think there gone for good
But they always seem to break through and show
Victims of my suffocating words of demise
How can I shut someone down with hate
And yet I give people advice
It’s not there fault
But why do I make them pay the price

Why is this devil playing with my head, heart, soul, my existence
I’m a slave to the black bitter darkness 
And it always over powers my resistance

Why do I hurt the ones I love
I hate to feel this devastation
Why do they still love me
I don’t deserve it
Yet I still receive it without hesitation

What have I turned into
I don’t have a clue
Looking at my reflection
And I don’t know what to do

Why am I still alive
After all the bruises, scars, and burns 
I have endured
On this hell ride of a journey called life

I just want to be normal
I just want to be happy
I want to feel flawless
And feel that victory over this evil is mine to claim and no more to blame

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I've never seen the day so brighter than the one today.

Though the clouds compliment the sky , It does not deny the Sun's rays.

But off in the distance is an army of dark clouds challenging the crisp clear.

That could lead to Rain, said to be God's tears.

I watch the world move as I stay still, 

Wondering how they choose to live their life,

Wondering if they know the things I feel.

As we all came here we will leave in time,

Thousands of sensations flowing through my core, and feelings in my mind.

Challenging the everlasting fantasy that loses me in a different place,

But then reality overpowers and brings back the memories I wish to erase.

All the colors seen through my eyes clash and draw a portrait of the thing I'm 
living called life.

My anxiety is bitter

My curiousity is sweeter

My heart is forever branded a cheater.

As I try to blend in with the crowd, I can't help but be me, Chanteal, and Stand out.

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That Was Then But This Is Now

Its too late for your apologies

Its too bad you screwed up

Its too much that you left without saying goodbye

Its too cruel when you werent there when I needed you the most

Its too late for rewinding time to fix what you frayed

Its too much to ask for my forgiveness

Its too much pain to reminisce about the past

Its too clear to ignore the cover ups

Its too rich in blood and pain to be cleansed

Its too wrong to be right

Its too bad u didnt choose the right path

Its too late to save me

 

But

 

Its not too late for your love

Its not too bad that you recognize your screw ups

Its not too much to say hello every once in awhile 

Its not too late for you to be here when I need you

Its not too late the correct the present

Its not too hard for me to give my forgiveness because I feign 

Its not too much pain to reminisce about the few good times

Its not too clear to miss your good deeds

Its not too rich in blood and pain that now you can add happiness and love

Its not too wrong to be righted right now 

Its not too bad that you can now choose the right path

Its not too late to give me support and hope for the best that I can SAVE MYSELF