Slashing Worry

you want to take a foot hold in my life?
well I'll spit on your feet and hope it burns through
because this isn't a place for you
I want to be so filled that you'll be able to spot me,
steer clear from me a mile off, three thousand miles,
no, 250 thousand miles off, and sit on the dark side of the moon
so no one would ever be able to get another glimpse at you

She's a gift, there's no way I'm letting you steal her from me,
we've made it too far, He's guided us through time,
and here we are, the eve of our reunite,
and you want to drive a wedge between us like a chasm,
Want to make a joke about? switched it up, jokes on you,
I already know the game you'll play, bury me you in your slaves,
because you know one just won't do it.

First one that hits me, I'll open my arms and embrace the fear and let Him burn it up,
Second one that hits me, I'll fall to my knees and cast it out in his name,
Third that comes, my hands will dig themselves into the word and be thrown at you.

I hope you get the hint.
You're not taking her from me,
for as our love flourishes,
you'll be cast out again,
night, night.

All Falls Away

Each step I take ripples the ground below,
My breathes grow heavy as my eyes see the beauty that's nearing.
As I move towards her, the banners and signs begin to sway with my wake.

When our toes meet, our eyes are already locked,
and the floor begins to crack with anticipation.
The thoughts and cares of the world pour from my ears,
and bathe the surrounding land.

My hands graze over her hips, shattering the windows,
sliding up her back along the silk dress, syncing our lungs.

My articulations sink in the streams of her hair.
Our eyelids loosen and fall likes drapes,
and when I press her body to mine,
the ceiling begins to fall around us,
and everything falls to rubble,
as our pursed lips finally, fondly re-greet each other

Candle

With a dash and a breath
warmth finds a material home.
After evaluating the right measures,
the intensity grows and sustains.

The consumption introduces a mote,
a protective place to fight for forgiveness

As the tower shrinks,
the plasma begins to tear, but even those are short lived.
Running down the exterior, it moves from the source,
beginning to slow and finally harden,
leaving scars along the body.

Once the resource reach their end,
the initial guarding, encompassing mote
starts to swallow the life until it's extinguished
and leave only a fallen puddle of what once was.

Lift me Up

forget this

I won't stand along the wall for you

you want to melt me in my transgressions

when all you know is how to sink me in my fear

but this is where you'll start to see my aggression

flood this mind with all the praise I can for Him

and when I'm found to be sinking back into my skin

I want you to stand and watch me shred every last bit

because this is body is beginning to feel heavy

and I won't drown under this sin that you paint on me

my chest is growing tight and your demons are strapping me down

"Don't leave this seat, there's nothing up there for you"

I'll close my eyes and spark these muscles to lift my screaming soul

grounding both my feet and holding myself above the rising doubt

And looking to the sky my spirit sees Him descend next to me

and my bones begin to chatter as my earthly realm begins to shake

My spirit wakes as it's Lord begins to present Himself,

and it climbs above my shoulders and screams to the near by sleeping,

perking everyones spiritual ears up, opening their eyes to the see the One.

While my body begins to convulse, tears of joy cut my cheeks

those in control of darkness tighten my chains to the table

"You won't be able to move past this hold"

But these words don't sit on my heart,

I don't even know what was just said,

and I hear His voice say "Go" and I moved

Before anyone could even conceive his presence