Sunday, April 11, 2010

Shell Shock








I awake in a panic looking all around

I can see a tank rolling by, yet I hear no sound
The mark of the beast is splattered all over the thing
I raise my weapon to defend but it's coming up the left wing
It's now or never but I'm frozen in terror
The tank just rolls by and I'm still safe
Somehow I must have been covered by grace

Recovery fire hails down on my enemy
Trumpets sound and the land is shaken
My enemy has fallen and I'm still safe
Somehow I must have been covered by grace

My lieutenant and general, my Lord and Savior
He came back for me, his long lost soldier.
I was caught in battle and got left behind

Back at camp I look into a mirror
All I can see is a bruised and battered face
I can see now I WAS covered by grace.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Something More

How will it end
This thing called life
Could this be all
The painful fall

There must be something more
Something to look for
Something thats for sure
More than this broken life

I close my eyes
And tears well up
You wipe away all lies
And leave me with silent cries

As night falls
I look into the mirror
I stare at my face
As I find a dark place
A dark eternal place I don't want to face
I try to stop fueling the pain
There's no self control
So I just let my emotions go

There must be something more
Something to look for
Something that's for sure
More than this broken life

I am so tired
I am so broken
How is it that I am choking

I feel you lift me up
Remove the knot around my neck
And place me in your arms
Exactly where I belong

There is something more
Something to look for
Something that's for sure
More than this broken life

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

One Way

The Revelations of this world.

Are too far gone to be encircled.

I've been on this road so long.

How can one man do so much wrong.

How can one man seem to stay so strong.



I've been on this road for far to long.

Its time to put my running shoes on.

I've got to run and finish this race.

So i can secure my place.

And not be left behind in the wake.




How long will this pain endure.

How long till my pain is cured.

How long will I look on in despair.

How long till I truly care.