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A silvery mist fills my head as I step out into this mess
I know that my heart will just burst from the stress
The way is so clouded I cannot see
Cannot see anything in front of me
Except for a light that’s faint up ahead, I know I can make if I just keep on trying
I know I can make it but it feels like I’m dying
I don’t know where I’m at and the world just gets darker
But I hear a voice in the distance and its getting much sharper
I just keep my feet moving to the rhythm of a voice in my head
I just keep listening to what’s being said
They’re telling me it’ll all be ok
But I don’t know what else to so I keep trudging away
My eyes are glazed over; I’m beat from the stress
Of living a life that’s a horrible mess
My path is so dusty, the trail undefined
I don’t know which way to turn to the left or the right
I feel like I’m straying way far from the path
But that voice I keep hearing; keeps calling me out
A voice that’s as gentle and sweet as can be
I listen intently to what might just be
A beautiful angel beckoning me
I'm blind and I’m bound but I still hear the fire
And like a moth I'm drawn by desire
To flame that can cure me of all this disease
A disease of darkness: I'm waiting for release
As I go out from this plane of existence; I see the end
An end that as far as I can see; time will mend
I rise up out of the darkness, as a hand reaches out
It pulls me up and then turns me all about
I rise up higher from the ground and the sea
I rise up above, above everything
I see the sun now and its beautiful light
I see the angel of warmth and delight
Though I've passed on I see the way
The way to a heaven without a delay
The way for my soul to feel whole and complete
I know now that the way to a better place
Is facing your fears and confronting disgrace
Letting go of everything can be very hard
But in your hand you’ve got a joker card
A ticket to somewhere, other than here
This is a place of love, without hate loss or fear.
By: ~JT~
okay well heres another jt poem.. i dont knwo why but my work really has me thinking lately, i feel exhausted from taking care of a kitten, working everyday of teh work week and not egttting enough sleep...anywho call I gOT A NEW CELL YAY.. anyway theres alot more but im at work right now will try to update laters
I know that my heart will just burst from the stress
The way is so clouded I cannot see
Cannot see anything in front of me
Except for a light that’s faint up ahead, I know I can make if I just keep on trying
I know I can make it but it feels like I’m dying
I don’t know where I’m at and the world just gets darker
But I hear a voice in the distance and its getting much sharper
I just keep my feet moving to the rhythm of a voice in my head
I just keep listening to what’s being said
They’re telling me it’ll all be ok
But I don’t know what else to so I keep trudging away
My eyes are glazed over; I’m beat from the stress
Of living a life that’s a horrible mess
My path is so dusty, the trail undefined
I don’t know which way to turn to the left or the right
I feel like I’m straying way far from the path
But that voice I keep hearing; keeps calling me out
A voice that’s as gentle and sweet as can be
I listen intently to what might just be
A beautiful angel beckoning me
I'm blind and I’m bound but I still hear the fire
And like a moth I'm drawn by desire
To flame that can cure me of all this disease
A disease of darkness: I'm waiting for release
As I go out from this plane of existence; I see the end
An end that as far as I can see; time will mend
I rise up out of the darkness, as a hand reaches out
It pulls me up and then turns me all about
I rise up higher from the ground and the sea
I rise up above, above everything
I see the sun now and its beautiful light
I see the angel of warmth and delight
Though I've passed on I see the way
The way to a heaven without a delay
The way for my soul to feel whole and complete
I know now that the way to a better place
Is facing your fears and confronting disgrace
Letting go of everything can be very hard
But in your hand you’ve got a joker card
A ticket to somewhere, other than here
This is a place of love, without hate loss or fear.
By: ~JT~
okay well heres another jt poem.. i dont knwo why but my work really has me thinking lately, i feel exhausted from taking care of a kitten, working everyday of teh work week and not egttting enough sleep...anywho call I gOT A NEW CELL YAY.. anyway theres alot more but im at work right now will try to update laters