In my life troubled voyage liters broken and unfulfilled dreams I was tossed about and sinking; when all the straws were broken I raised my head to behold on life other sides, a light flickering It beckoned me, ‘oh voyager come!’
For I knew that voice which called He is the one that died for me; the savior of those that trust in Him, the Lord omnipotent: The one who bears my burden
“Why you’re troubled, voyager?” Says He who is the light “I stand by you when it is light I stand by you when it is dark I stand by the broken hearted To comfort and to restore For I am strong when you are weak.”
To other voyagers, I’m calling When your dreams are littered, about, broken and unfulfilled You are tossed about and sinking No straw whatsoever to behold Look yonder to the other side of life The one that says to me, ‘come’ the one that bears my burden, beckons.
For I knew that voice which calls He is the one that died for me. The savior of those that trust in Him; The Lord omnipotent: The one who bears my burden.
A philosophical question for anyone who has an idea. Imagine my hands are a set of scales. In my right hand I hold this crazy little thing called love. You can choose anything you want to place in my left
Am I Alive, or am I dead? Is this all just a dream inside my head? I feel like I’m losing my grip. Quick say something, anything before I slip. Nightmares slowly creeping. Has he finally come to do the
The very essence of love is uncertain, A relentless thumping of the heart. I must speak to you by such means as they are within my reach. He pierces my soul driving me into madness. I am half agony, half
The moon awaits eagerly in the same pedestal it ignited my passion. What lips, my lips have kissed, are long forgotten. The memories easily quickened as a few puddles along the way I voluntarily stepped in. What arms have lain