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When the Light Loses It's Gleam

I've always wanted to be a light that shined bright, I've always desired that my light leads someone away from the dark, and I show them the light to my true heart hoping that the people I love don't tear it apart.
Sometimes I often wonder what happens to a light when it loses it's shine I often say to myself will my light be remembered, or will my light fade away into obscurity before it was time these are questions that I send up to God knowing that he'll answer when it is time.
There are a lot of times when my light does it's best thinking in the dark, there are times when darkness guides my light to it's truest gleam and I cry and pray that I do not tear apart my star crossed dreams at their heavenly created seams.
Trying not to get tracked by the brightest of the alluring lights, the flashing bulbs, and all the desires of my undecided heart the only thing that i've ever wanted to do was show the world my art and express to other star trying to find their way like me my heart.
Not wanting to pierce my star and cut off my star's air, scar it and make it bleed, showing my honest pain while on this wicked earth i'm a star with a gleam just trying to find something of worth and remove all the hurt before my star sees the sky when it and it's light finally touches the sky.

Copyright © Charles Hill | Year Posted 2014



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Dreaming Child of a King

I am just the dreaming child of a king who resides in the heavenly skies above. The only thing that I have ever wanted to do was help people who were in need by building hospitals, bringing food, clean water, and promoting the recovery of lost dreams.
The only thing that I the dreaming child of a king desire to do is bring a smile to a downtrodden face, mend a weary heart, and remove the scars and cuts from someone's beaten and contrite heart before I depart from this earth now that to me is my true life's worth.
I the dreaming child of a king paints a picture with words to show that my heart is a heart of love, I also paint a picture to show those who have never met the dreaming child's soul that it is a soul that aches to help the dreams that were once lost be achieved again.
Destined to destroy dreams that was not what I was put on this earth for I was created to help those lost like me find their way back to Heaven's door. I was not created to shed other's blood, scar their hearts, or make them weak I was made in his image so me being the dreaming child of a king he is the only thing that my dreams and I truly seek.
I lie awake with the paint brush of my dreams in my hands using many colors and painting many dreams from different lands whether rich or poor the only thing that my dreams and I desire is to be like a free bird and finally soar. Being the dreaming child of a king haunted by his sins, forever trying not to fall into the pit, the only thing that this dreamer desires is to one day hear the words well done and as a result my sins will no longer cause me to run.

Copyright © Charles Hill | Year Posted 2014


Book: Shattered Sighs