"How He Loves"

My words are twisted till its painful. And as my wounds lie open, she stares with her eyes stuck to the ceiling. Your man was dead and you salivated when you finally saw his blood. And my ghost keeps staring at you, with dark sadness for you in his tears.

I feel so unknown to the crowd and all these characters on stage.

So, I guess I'll have God to talk to, when I cannot swallow any more pills.
He will attend my soliloquy even when my tongue is too tired to talk.
He will know the second I speak my beliefs.

He wont trouble me with non-sense but will sit me down to discuss the colors and their hues and their places (colors are never non-sense to me) but THEY, the richer and the tyrannical, they have a insatiable thirst for dimensional qualities which alludes me since the colors are not yet in their place.


But He will take care to discuss the blood oath that has so carefully shaped my life.
And He will not leave me a single day.
                   Which is nice.


And he has made known his beautiful heart through the love he has poured out to me my whole life. But I face my actions, and my uncleanliness presents itself, as I aim to present myself before him.




I am a sick man.

I walk out the walk laden with guilt.

 And under the setting summer sun its not a fast rapture, not a radiant revival. Its a sweet and slow serenade. Whispering the secrets that make the young fools, wise.

So my antagonistic heart plays against him with my exilirs and unbalanced chemicals. With my diabolical defects and my anthrophobic twich. I manipulate the reason out of my mind, and become drunk and delirious off of my merry arrogance. I swear off the oath that I set with the full content of my once softened heart.

Then my... my awful heart takes heed to the words of black beast. His lies shut me down,

 and I regress

and take as many backwards steps
                             
                                             As I can.

And the sin has me by the throat. Pulverized, as I depart from this plane. Separated from my saving grace, by such a hateful
heart.

And I can only think it is coming to an end. That his only choice is to write me an inevitable tragic exit.

I wish I could describe all the things that have gone wrong. I wish I could make you aware of how I burned as I sin. I wish you could know how guilty I felt, and how much I regret the things that I did.

How I wish I was clean.

And there it is, its small but it there. As I begin to dive headfirst into the concrete, at the name of Jesus Christ, something inside me starts to breath.

The cold hand of my soul reaches for a connection. And I feel the hunger. I feel the starvation. 

And dear friend, I tell you I am ashamed of the truth;

In my evil cowardice I aim to suppress my dieing soul with the pressure of that beast, who dwells with me.

And he has burst in, illuminated my tabernacle.

He carries with him what I have lost.

He carries with him my torch.

And I hold it close, Its every nook pleases me and its strength warms my cold body.

Oh! How he defies the odds, that I laid out for him. How he defies the lies and snares I left in my unclean temple.

Jesus, soft spoken Jesus.

You are filled with authority.

You are filled with love.

I am yours?

Oh Lord. But how can I be clean?

How can I be redeemed?

How can I change from the failure I've become addicted too.

It is all I know and see.

Jesus. You are so good. Why are you so hard to commit to.

Why won't I be yours completely?

I know these lies are empty, but they cripple me in the temptation.

You love me. With all your heart.

You say you can overcome the dark.

You rage against the black malice that burns me away.

You are the proof in my love.

You are the established cause of my revival.

I may be a fool.

But you will lead me to the truth.

You are my shepherd.

You rod will uphold me.

You will call my name as I wander.

Surely you will always find me.

Surely your love will grow and breathe in this tabernacle.

See, I know you raise the dead.

To be with you, is better than life, so surely life must be lived with you.

Break me down, my King.

Break me down, and break out into the visceral.

Seize me in my sleep. Sing deep into my heart.

Bloody up the beast, and bear your lion's teeth.

Stop me where I stand, take me and save me by romance.

I'm tired of watching it all burn, so hold me as we turn

Into this dance of lovers, your truth will drive me upwards.

Upwards to your father, Whom I can't help but adore

I beg you, Lord cleanse me

Cause Jesus Im afraid of God Almighty.

Bring me to the rivers edge.

Make me whole again.

Holy Holy Holy, Is the Lord Almighty.

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