Thursday, February 14, 2013

Reality and Redemption

I.
She's running around with a bleeding heart
Looking for souls to devour
To replace hers gone sour.
Sabotage.
She'll flirt to your fancy,
Take off her panties,
and watch the explosion -
Two souls turning to ash.
Looked to the high
But dwells in the crash.

Hope is a load of shit,
So she decided to control her own hand.
A few burns weren't enough,
So she'll find validation
Through acute attention
To schemes of violation -
Living life on top.

Oh but to realize the humanity of man!
She catches glimpses through the tears in their eyes.
"Poor women, always the victim."
Check those facts with the blood he'd shed for her.

Living in a nightmare
They all hope for the day they
Can all just wake up.
This isn't real
They repeat as they sink
With last of their drink.

There's hope to be constructed,
But she hopes to mask it
In the mass destruction she sets around her.

I understand where she is
and am saddened yet revolted
by how close she is 
to the thoughts I'd often tread.
We started at the same mark,
but we took two different paths.

Oh God! Redeem her!
Redeem her!
She let the darkness sink in.
Now it's taking over.
What is she to do?

Block her off from her lovers.
Drag her from her poisons.
Take her into the wilderness.
Remind her of her youth.
Hold her, let her scream
With only You to lean on.
Bring fragrances of spring.
Kill what is deadly
and revive the good that's been dead.

Be powerless in pieces,
You hellish pit,
We've had enough of it,
In Jesus's Name,
We reclaim all that is His.
Restoration in full.
Glory abounding.
Bring back the Life!

II.
You are not disposable.
You are so loved and valuable.
There's so much beauty to behold.
My love, step out into it.
I call you away from destruction
because there is better out there for us.
For us.

You don't have to be alone.
I never wanted you to be alone.
you're scared. Feeling unworthy.
Be calmed by My tones.

This season can pass.

If you let go.
Let go
of the lies bestowed upon you.
Let go of lovely vices -
It's not worth the toll of prices.
It's frustrating to trust,
but let go of your triggers.
There is freedom to breathe
If you will step into it.

Come closer, my child.
You'll be surprised to see
no condemnation in my eyes and embrace.
I know the terrors you face,
But they are nothing to Me.
I love you so fiercely,
I'd suffer eternity's weight
and knock down Hell's gates
just for a chance for us.
I'd pour blood from my pores,
not in futile masochism,
but in fruitful passion
to close this damn chasm you've built between us.

I'm here.

I'm so much bigger than you've hoped or feared.
If only you could take your eyes off you and see.

III.
Gently now,
I offer My peace
bestowed in pieces across
Your gashed heart.
Let these soothing streams
Caress your face
as you let go of these lies and vices.

Here I am child.
Here I am.
Let me in, child.
I hold your whole world
in My loving Hands.

Introduction

I wanted a place where I could write fairly transparently without fears of agendas or pleasing certain audiences. So here it is! I hope it serves as a good, inspirational collection for both of us ;)