Save MePain is the obvious result of friendship,Broken-hearted memories, teary-eyed good-byes.Nothing in this world, except God's love, shall remain,Even the most lively creature living always dies.My mind wants what I fear the most in this lonely world,The heart that drums within my chest wishes to drop the beat.Only you can save me from my demons, from the evil shadows within,No one else can reach me and prevent me from facing the ultimate defeat.My life is fading like the wick of a candle flickering in the wind,I confess my sins, ask forgiveness, wait silently for my life to be done.My tears well up deep within my fading soul, none leave my burning eyes,And the only thing on my mind is my Lord, God, and Jesus, His only Son.As the night grows darker and darker around my broken, damaged body,I lose my nerve, I have no faith in myself, I give up in my eternal fight.With the last breath, I mutter the words, 'Save me. Please save my life.'Darkness devours me, but is broken again
StruggleYou struggle with your nine to five,To pay the water, power, and phone.You complain about your boss and your job,You say that in this world you feel alone.Things are not as bad as they could be...You whine when you get grounded by mom and dad,Cry when the teacher reprimands you for cheating.You did not get the video game that you wanted,So you refuse to leave your bedroom for anything.Things could always be worse than they are, you see...I know a man that was the greatest man of all,The most perfect in every possible way.He suffered all of his life for some reason,He struggled and fought to survive each day.His life was hard, but he lived to the fullest each day...He was persecuted because he was of Jewish descent,But worked miracles for the weak and the lowly.He gave his very life your your sins, for your crimes,He died, was crucified, gave his life painfully, slowly.Christ gave his life to wash your sins away...
The Black RoseFragile, frail, and vulnerable,In the delicate balance of life.Like the falling petals of a rose,Or the murderous, jagged edge of a knife.Soft spoken with a deadly tongue,Every rose has its rigid thorn.Mistreated and abused, destroyed,Full of rage, anger, and scorn.Not a crimson red, not a snowy white,Not even a vibrant royal blue.No, a dark and gloomy black,One of the rarest, so very few.Real roses beauty are adorned,But some despise the rose of black.I'm that black rose you throw away;Cast aside, always under attack.
Unquestionable LoveLet us drift away into the sunset,Colors painted by the Lord's own hand.Kissed by the mist of the eternal sea,Slowly sailing home to the promised land.Happy days await us ahead,Our heartbeats join as one.Laughter enchants our bodies and souls,Songs happily sung by the sun.We gaze into each others' eyes,Faces covered in the happiest of smiles.Hearts leaping for joy with each beat,A beautiful silence all the while.A blessing has been bestowed upon me,Sent from the Lord up above.This gift is the greatest of the great,The gift of unending, unquestionable love.
Hopeless RomanticWhat can I say or do?You just do not understand.How can anyone perceive this?I just can not get the upper hand.My heart tells me what it wants,But I know I will not ever receive.Winning your love is my task,But you may or may not believe.I love you more than you know,But may never see it returned.I try so hard to make you see,But perhaps my love is not discerned.They call me a hopeless romantic,But I always keep these dreams.What if you can be persuaded?Is all really as it seems?
GoodbyeDreams have faded and hopes are lost,I want to feel no more pain.Suicide has always been a deep-seated option,But now it fills and engorges my brain.What more is left to live for?Nobody will even care if I die.What does it matter to them if I live?It is my choice, so now I say goodbye.But what about the ones I love,Those few who actually love me?I try to push them from my mind,Telling myself this is how it has to be.I see their saddened, mourning faces,I see even the strongest and bravest in tears.Why does it have to be this way?Is it really time to let go now and here?
Looking BackLooking back,I see what I did wrong.All those mistakes that I had made,Why did realization take so long?Looking back,I see where I could have changed.I was never a perfect person,Now my life has rearranged.Looking back,So many people were put in harm's way.Was it worth it in the end?Can I live with myself day to day?Looking back,Only on more last glance.Such blatant disregard of ethic...If only I had a second chance...