A Silent Farewell
I live my life in pain
for I bear the scars of life
but I can't stand the hurt
of the endless sacrifice
I fear not what's beyond
nor do I fear the lord
for he has called me home
life's final reward
I know I am forgiven
my sin's out weighed by good
please don't say your sorry
I've been misunderstood
look beyond the rain cloud
and you will see me there
showering the tear drops
to show you that I care
By: Jeremy Siedlecki
For your sake I drank every tear,
For your sake I hid any fear,
For your word,
I want to hear,
When walking this path,
The bends and curves remind me of no one as dear,
Where are those words that had told promises as clear?
To be remembered and fulfilled,
While my disappointments became a cheer,
My life's light set itself aside,
Not knowing which pain to bear,
But when God is there,
Why should I breathe this fear in my lungs?
That settles against the wall like a mirror,
And how long will my reflection stare back at me as it views a girl drinking her every tear,
The one who’s past had sunken or a fear in her world filled with tears,
Beneath the surface of her tears,
So much that no one sees why she left her purpose,
That had alarmed that day as many drowned in fear,
Self-Reflection
Hobbes
What does it mean to live in fear?
A fear of something inside of you,
Bying for freedom,
Pleading for release,
Fighting for dominance.
Showing visions of death,
Of violence,
Of your innermost desires,
Twisted and disturbed.
They haunt me to this day.
What does it mean to loose control?
All my hatred and anger unleashed,
Harming the innocent,
Destroying my life,
Tearing down barriers.
All I could do was sit by and watch,
Aware and unable to act,
As my body attacked.
Though my mind was trapped inside,
Forced to watch as the horror unveiled.
What does it mean to live in conflict?
I battle so that it can never get out,
Never again harm,
Never voice vile thoughts,
Never spread its hatred.
I have all but destroyed the voices,
But they are still there,
Feint wispers in my mind.
And when I look into the mirror,
I fear it won't be me in the reflection.
The day the beast is free again...
Almost on the outer of edge
Leaning forward from the ridge
Sound of silence booms me back
Bright the light of morning black
Within my grasp I stretch to reach
And kiss the dew of loving peach
Call her name as it echoes back
Push beyond the limit of fact
Falling forward into the brink
I jump up to begin to sink
Free from fear but fear from free
I close my eyes so my heart can see
Against the point of no return
I ignite my soul and slowly burn
Within my self I force my surge
Bordering on my mind's verge
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