I stand before you my heart in hand Naked and defenceless I surrender to you My thoughts were pure angelic and true You took all I had, and then gave in return
Your poison arrows of bitterness and scorn You gave so freely no mercy no morn Never a mark left not even a bruise, oh, satan is your muse I should have seen that demon in you
My wounds were fatal, for that life is done I stand here now heart in my hand Stronger than most in our sweet land Yes I am lonely but thats been the plan
The journey continues guided by God He gives me what I need most,forgiveness and love You see I fail him daily, yet he blesses me so I am no preacher or teacher, but I can talk from the soul.
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
I seem to write about sadness a lot, but I think true happiness and peace comes from our darkest times.It's really just about spiritual growth!
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