Post by cry,crayola. on Oct 22, 2006 12:50:38 GMT -8
my all.
my everything.
for, literally, you fill me.
my heat beating only for anxiety
peace floods within me.
no matter how i may refuse it, the knowledge of grace remains.
a never ending love bound by us.
An everlasting sense of hope restored.
oh sweet restoration.
for even in darkest times,
my words do not sting you,
nor cut, bruise, scrape, pound, or kill you,
however cruel and unloving they are.
harsh and depriving, lowly to your name.
my inconsideration will be forgiven.
Without it comes my own downfall.
and the jump is great.
from behind my mask I cry out,
false hypocritical lies, only adding to my act.
the stage all set, my face a picture,
the world waiting to call upon me.
what they want to hear is exactly my response,
of course with a godly twist,
because, sir,
that's why we're all gathered here.
And what a lovely performer i've proven to be.
are you not amused?
my acts that disprove the Law,
the Old Law, Lord, on which was taught.
the New Law, Lord, on which is to be abided.
both are neglected, but love given in return.
both are your Law.
All reasons to believe your salvation more.
crucifixion is a fine price to pay
and thus I await your arrival.
the glorious uprising to the earth.
when the heaven and hell itself shall react,
either in song or scream,
none should matter.
none shall stop your imminent return.
judgment brought forth on the day,
the saved, me included, travel among them
while the rest rot with Lucifer,
[[who reminds me of a cat.]]
But, can't one unchanging heart be exempt?
darling, please accept him soon.
my everything.
for, literally, you fill me.
my heat beating only for anxiety
peace floods within me.
no matter how i may refuse it, the knowledge of grace remains.
a never ending love bound by us.
An everlasting sense of hope restored.
oh sweet restoration.
for even in darkest times,
my words do not sting you,
nor cut, bruise, scrape, pound, or kill you,
however cruel and unloving they are.
harsh and depriving, lowly to your name.
my inconsideration will be forgiven.
Without it comes my own downfall.
and the jump is great.
from behind my mask I cry out,
false hypocritical lies, only adding to my act.
the stage all set, my face a picture,
the world waiting to call upon me.
what they want to hear is exactly my response,
of course with a godly twist,
because, sir,
that's why we're all gathered here.
And what a lovely performer i've proven to be.
are you not amused?
my acts that disprove the Law,
the Old Law, Lord, on which was taught.
the New Law, Lord, on which is to be abided.
both are neglected, but love given in return.
both are your Law.
All reasons to believe your salvation more.
crucifixion is a fine price to pay
and thus I await your arrival.
the glorious uprising to the earth.
when the heaven and hell itself shall react,
either in song or scream,
none should matter.
none shall stop your imminent return.
judgment brought forth on the day,
the saved, me included, travel among them
while the rest rot with Lucifer,
[[who reminds me of a cat.]]
But, can't one unchanging heart be exempt?
darling, please accept him soon.
hm hm hm,, i don't care for this one terribly. the writing of it, i mean. i'll just have to wait to get into the swing of writing again. it's been a long while. give it some time and i may have a decent one again.
for now, crit?