Drained By My Thot Train
Drain away the pain that I feel
Drain away the rain that’s real
Frozen in fire of your desire
Stay a while longer and admire
The healing rain that drains away the pain,
Nourishing the grains of His fruitful gain
Refrain from driving me downright insane,
Pain in my thought train-travelling brain
Bring me comfort in these times of need
Melt the ice of isolation within me, I plead
I read through the world's blurred lines now
Deny the lies and tenderize the truth somehow
Somewhat fatigued, yet I lay restless in bed
I try to ponder about positive times instead
There are 101 reasons to believe,
So give me one reason not to grieve
You’ve given me scars in the past,
Ex-lover of mine…hurting me so vast
Relieve the tension and turmoil that makes monsoons in me
Shed some sympathy symphonies in my ears as you please
Innocence shuns out the rebellion of reality's demise
You think me weak and unstable when, in my eyes,
I am just a young, growing and glowing man
With a future prize in mind – I can get it, I can
I can be wise and give others wisdom, inspired by the merciful, kind Lord
His word of Life is refreshing and abundant in all aspects of life in accord
Never abhor anyone, even when you feel like it
Love your enemies and neighbors as He sees fit
He will make our darkness alit by the longest shot He got
He will give us His character by spiritually active thought
Be my radiant-like, rotating remedy
Be my cherished, reversed tragedy
The demise of our reality and its sulky sway
Is only temporary until serenity comes our way
Oh, don’t lose faith today
Try to pray for relief's ray
Notice, pain is brief…just know you are okay
Dry the rain of grief…you need rest everyday
Let the leaf of lament crumble and fade as I catch my thought train
I’m grateful and glad that, tonight, I prayed away the painful rain
Drown away the woeful sorrow,
For there is another tomorrow
Yesterday is an infinity miles away
Drain all the negativity, that, I pray
Make the gray lines white again
Or make them as black as night
I want to stop wondering where you been
Since the day you left, not alright
Dangerous dilemma daunt me with darksome devils, making my heart beat out of my chest
Sometimes, shame embraces me, never leaving my mind that needs tranquility's reassuring rest
Don’t sweep all your issues and left-unfound clues under the rug…under the rug…
I am not an uncharted island, so desert me not and explore me with a surprise hug
What about you keep me warm with your soft, flourishing gentility
Your wretched pride dried up the grapes on the vine of vivacious vitality
You understood where I assuredly stood in the woods,
Where I plant seeds of sun-drenched plants and goods
What about you keep my head up above the surface beneath the zealous sun? Your time to shine and ascend has finally begun
Be jubilant and benevolent, trusting in the wisdom of the mind…draining away the bad in everyone and giving us fearless fun
Drain away the pangs of pain that you feel, the strength of steel
But, remain airborne with ascension's ardent, ambitious appeal
Hatred – drain it all away
Dread – turn it to light gray
Go ahead…pray for remedy's rain to shine on you again
It will surely pour our from clouds of slow-paced adrenaline
Rinse away the rage I can’t help but feel…
I feel the strange feeling, exceedingly unreal
Many people think and assume that it’s no big deal
I am on thin ice when I hide away in the watery cave like an eel
Even written verse sounds louder than the tongue oddly enough…it is a labyrinthine reality or myth
It’s a fortitude of silence, unfolding on paper till it is read aloud
I’m having more and more sympathy for the people who are in pain…tough to deal and struggle with
Lift me up above the drain, for I’ve been drained by my ongoing thought train, pleasuring pain
Send my painful rain below and make happiness arise with no trace of vanity
Help me catch my thought train and fulfill my fantasy by making it a reality
Mend the unbearable tear…please retrain from out-running me in this race as if you’re insane
I have in my thunderstorm heart of cold-hard stone
Unravel the understanding in my head…all my pleas are underlined in red
I know I am never alone, even when I’m on my own
I am the snow on the TV screen, zig-zagging repeatedly in boredom dread
I never seemed to be keen and clear in speech
I’ve never been, even before His Word were seen
His knowledge and self-control is what I beseech
Reach out to me with auras of the grays in-between
Because the grays will soon lean to the light (and it will reproduce release)
If it leans to the darkness, I will put up a fight (for the blessed sake of peace)
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