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Dear Lord,Dear Lord,
Its me again LORD.
Trouble faces me once again.
My heart fights the war that tries to exist in my head.
The devil is chasing me and I am fighting him as best I can.
He tries to tempt me with his forked tongue.
He tries to get me to turn from your grace and mercy.
Help me oh LORD to resist his unrelenting torment!
His words are spoken with a raspy sound to make me feel fear.
His promise of better things to come make me stumble.
The visions he places in my head are of things easy and wanted.
Help me oh LORD to stand strong against him.
Let not my fear open the door for him.
Let not my steps stumble or falter on the path that you have lead me on.
Let not my head be buried in his dream, let my eyes only see the glory that you hold for me.
Let my heart be filled with your wisdom and spirit.
Let me walk with you daily and be happy with where I am and what I have.
Help me oh LORD, MY HEAVENLY FATHER, to depend on THEE.
Help me oh LORD to rest my weary soul in your hands.
Through The Storm I Have Come Through The Storm I Have Come
Sailing upon the waters, the boat is caught in yet another storm.
Walking in life's journey, I am yet caught in yet another storm also.
Rocked to and fro by the howling winds, the boat drifts to the rocks ahead.
Coming and going acording to the voices calling, I find myself heading towards the hardness of the rocks also.
Lightening flashes, in its midst glimpes of the rocks loom ahead.
Flashes of light, the sharpness of the rocks edges show themselves to me.
Thunder sounding, its echoes making the cracks in the boat to open wider.
The ever sounding angry screams, opening wtider the cracks in my heart.
Lost in the storm's elements, the boat is tossed to the rocks ahead.
Caught in the never ending changes in life, I am thrown to the hardness of reality.
Like a boat, broken on the rocks, so is my heart.
Like the scratches, cracks and wholes, so is my body covered with cuts and bruises.
Laying scattered around the wreckage are the contents held within.
Love Worthy'Setting in a corner, her head cradled in her hands,
she is caught in a battle of life.
With dreams locked inside, of a woman she will never be. She cries in the night, defeated by the lies.
You tell me you love me, yet, your words do not show it in their depths.
Do I truly matter more than the pain you inflect me with night and day? Why... why do you leave me so alone?
The touch of your hands used to always brought me comfort, now.... only a feeling of coldness remains.
I'm empty, like the vastness of the galaxy lays vacant in my chest... and you don't care that I'm drowning in this pain...
When looking into your eyes, I saw warmth, beauty and life dancing in them, now.... only daggers of hatred dance therein.
And I miss the silly times we had when pancake batter on the kitchen floor would make us laugh until we couldn't breath..
Where did you go? What did I do wrong?
Massaging her temples, a rage, white hot rage filled her very core....
from within her body a monsterous scream came f
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