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I'm paralyzed by the suddenness of my awakening,
Frozen with uncertainty as my heart pounds within my chest;
And my eyes and ears struggle to make sense of the darkness surrounding me.
My body frozen, not a movement will occur.
My brain filling my body up with the shock that I've just seen.
My awakening should have never happened, So why did it?
I have nothing left to say, I can breathe, but I can't do anything.
The breath that fills my lungs is fake; it has to be.
For last night, I wished to be anything but alive.
The lumid lights so blinding, but I fail to make my way towards it.
I sit there staring at light, and at darkness.
I must make my choice at this instant; Go up or down.
It depends on his answer.
I ask for the life that I once had,
The love, the friends, the strength, and myself;
For I will not look down for these answers.
I must keep my head risen, keep my eyes up toward the sky.
He can not seem to hear my plea, my cries;
But the shadows are over taken, by the light that surrounds him.
I cry, for the lord heard my call; why I cry, Only I should know.
I failed to believe in his past, and in his present, He heard my call.
And saved me, for the final time.
Copyright © Matthew Grund | Year Posted 2005
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