Old Things Have Passed Away

weeping like a willow, my head hits my pillow as the dark, clouds, my mind. Tears are the only release i find, cascading down my face, as if that's their place. Like a tornado, my thoughts are tossed around in my mind, wondering, wishing, hoping, these feelings of emptiness, would disappear. I will STAND against my Golliath, as David did WITHOUT fear!!! for i trust in you, to see me through. i will rise from this bed, made like a grave. No longer will i submit to being a slave, to this world that i live in. You breathed on me, now i live again. I humbly bow, like wheat, ready to be used, for you are PURE, but i, i ..... stand accused. i share my heart with every stroke of ink, I will trust you, to walk on water, for i will not sink!!! As the dark clouds go away, i see, a rainbow, with promises of a brighter day for old things have passed away!!!!