Cup of Suffering This cup has blood on it the stench of fear and dispair reels hovac on it terrifying it into submission. This cup has seen storms and strive that has made dents in it dents as wide as the ocean as deep as the deepest chasm. This cup has drowned many- a-sorrows many- a-tears. This cup while full promises abundance a fee for your suffering. This cup promises healing, salvation another day to drink and be alive. This cup is blessed by the carrier of the light.
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Which Road Will You Take
Which Road Will You Take There are two roads ahead and both you dread because you asked for them and your prayer was answered. Now you must decide which is best and which will bring your end. Nothing gained without a loss this is what they say. But if one you choose know that the other you will lose. sweet sweat of blood river red remind you you are mortal. Now on knees deathly shredded you must seek relief from this decision that trapes you in delirium tremens...
Release
Don't feel sorry for me when you see me crying I am healing Iam being put back together again. It was hard to reach this part where I can release all the build up from the past. I am here now ready to get it out don't feel sorry I have to let it out. I have to release the hurt the disappointment and the loss. I have to wash it all out swim back to myself. I have to reach this place where my cup overflows nd all that holds me back I let go. So when you see these tears please have no fear, just thank God for me that the end of my nightmare is near.
I Can Only Imagine
I Can Only Imagine I can only Imagine all the pain you went through all the doubts that defeated you when you needed to fight that's when you withdrew and life continued to remind you the only way to survive is to be true to you. I can only imagine how great the burden was bent double from wretched sobs of loss and despair. I can only imagine how alone you felt there were many but not that one friend who could give you a hand no judging just to understand that you were weak foolish yes, but not a freak or abomination. I can only imagine how you struggled to stay alive not knowing how to survive the greatest blow you ever received. How even now you don't know how how much grace you can allow because nothing can ever be the same.
This Season
This Season Remember this promise... Month of purpose month that rings true. So easy to rebel so easy to forget that life is worth fighting til the end. Seasons of forgetfulness a mirage melted when awake to the light that pushes away the dark that game to stay, to break you down a little more everyday. You who are no ordinary mortal stand in the truth of who you are. Detach and attatch rewire your thinking rise from the water that promised you doom and claim your true destiny.
Fade Away
Fade Away Just like the grass that withers under the Sun terrified by His wrath. Like the water the dries up humilated by all it had not done. Just like snow melting under its own wait will you too fade away? When the flowers bloom not knowing it is its doom will you too fade a way. When the wind blows the dust under its mighty gust will you too fade away? Will you stand or take flight like a bird hounded by its prey. Will you walk in the light or cower meanacingly in the night? Will your beauty perish under the pummeling of all the ugly in the world? Will you stay? Or will you fade away?
Life
Life Life is a harsh teacher and you will learn the grass isn't always greener and youthful exuberance relegated to its urn. Life doesn't give you extra point because you meant well. It will show you, you don't know what you need to know by bringing you low. Life uses time as the tool to showcase the rules, that can keep you from dying. Though you start off sprinting Life slows you us down, so in this lifetime you can make your imprint.
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