Darkness has consumed the core of my soul,
Causing me to see nothing but hate, anger, bitterness and death…
I felt nothing… No fear, no hurt, or pain…
The blood in my veins went immediately cold..

I was no longer me when anger overtook me,
so I wasn't afraid of what he would do when he was coming towards me...

Anger, you pushed me to the ledge,
And with one dumb statement, I stepped off the edge…
I didn't see the end of my life but the end of his,
I was quite sure, he was tired to live…

Totally consumed with nothing but rage,
Nothing that was said made sense at this stage...
Everything around me has lost its colour,
And it all went black as if its the midnight hour...

Anger causes you to be out of control,
And the things you do and say aren't from your soul...
You can't take them back after they're gone from you
So do not let anger control you.

It's been so long since you have been with me,
To be in my presence, basking in my glory…
I have longed for you, where have you been?
You have closed the doors and have not let me in…

I longed for the days when we used to be,
Together all alone, locked away in unity…
Come away my love, I have much for you,
But you can only get it, if you want it too

I want to take you to a place, where I can get all of you,
To pour my love and grace all over  you…
My table I have set with all you can eat,
And this will be all my treat…

Come away my love and drink of my wine,
You need nothing more because I am the true vine...
A time to feel my warm embrace,
And feel my presence upon your face…

Come away my love, in me you will find rest,
Just lay your head upon my breast...
In my ***** I will hold you close,
And pamper you from your head to your toes…

Come away my love, like you used to do,
I really miss spending time with you…
Let this be a day a new,
Where it is only me and you…
Come away my love, come away...

What more do I need You ask?
How about some help completing this task?
I look up and all I see is the back of that chair
Moving slowly in the air…

You said I'd know and soon to understand,
But truly I can't seem to figure out this plan…
Each time I go forward, it feels like ten spaces back
So please tell me dear Sir, what do I lack?

You make promises that I know you'll keep,
But at times I wonder if You have fallen asleep…
Things feel out of place and have gone awry,
I am so overwhelmed it makes me want to cry.

Tell me now, what I am supposed to do,
Other than waiting and trusting in You…
Your office door seem to be closed with a do not disturb sign attached,
So now I feel like everything is detached.

Tell me what to do Mr corner office man,
At least please explain this part of Your plan…
I have been waiting and trusting just as You asked
But suddenly I feel as though I won't last…

The time is near and many things left to be done,
I honestly feel to drop everything and run…
But because I know exactly who You are,
I will stand here and wait, and see You take me real far.

CEO, Big boss, Man in charge…
All names given to You…
Taking care of the things that no one else can,
While enlarging my territory and expanding my lifespan.

Sometimes I see You as that man upstairs in that corner office,
Though busy at work there is nothing that You ever miss…
You put things into place way before I see,
That most of the work was done for me.

At times I wonder how You do it all,
And still find time for me every time l call..
No wonder You are the boss as You have all things set,
So when troubles come I don't have to fret.

In Your office in the sky, behind Your big desk,
Mapping out the plan for where l go next…
You stamp every document and seal every plan,
Most of which l am yet to understand.

Many people around, they fear their boss,
But for a wretch like me, You died on a cross…
What can l give to the man upstairs?
When He has everything more than combined billionaires.

A gift without price is for all He asks,
And in His presence daily, we should bask…
So why do we  choose to give Him what's left?
When all that we need is found in His cleft.

I lift my hands to You Mr Corner Office man,
Because You take care of me, the way no one else can…
I hope someday, I will be sitting next to You,
Upstairs, corner office, with a really nice view.

He did it mom, I thought you'd want to know,
Why I've become withdrawn and my face I don't want to show...
You didn't believe when I told you at first,
So now here you are looking at the hearse...

My only candy, from me he took,
And after eating it, he gave me that look...
To never speak a word, or make even a sound,
Each time he is near, my heart begins to pound...

The fear that crippled my aching soul,
Each time I remember the candy he stole...
Why would you take candy from a babe?
Couldn't you find some place where they are made?

The little girl inside wanted to be free,
But each time she tries, it's him that she sees...
So when I was older, I tried to take it back,
So with the kitchen knife I launched my attack...

I didn't realize that my candy was forever gone,
But the pain in losing it, in me forever lives on...
I am sorry it took his death to make you see,
That my candy was important to me...

Although it's gone, I am happier now, because he is gone too,
And on no other candy he can now chew...
I hope one day, me, you will forgive,
But he had to die ,so I can live...

Nobody asked so she never told a soul.
It was their little secret and she promised to keep it...
Moments arose, and to tell would be fit.
But to ruin lives was never her goal.

She struggled to keep it all together, but things kept falling apart.
No one could imagine what she was going through on the inside...
On her face she wore a smile, but it is her pain that she tried to hide.
She tried to console herself, but who knew the cure for a bleeding heart?

Each time she remembered the things that were said and done,
How much she had to put up with, and how she had to pretend…
There were moments when she thought that it would be best for life to end…
But she was young and unwise, and didn't know that her life has only just begun.

How can she tell when she's sworn to secrecy?
Or better yet, break a bond that was made by a threat…
But with a heart heavy, bursting with regret,
She describes it all sacrilegiously…

It's amazing that she is still standing after going through her pain.
Through many sessions of counseling, she began to heal…
But the scars and residue of her ordeal she can still see and feel.
So when clouds break,  outside she'll be,  because no one can see her tears while dancing in the rain.

Finally free and she is ready to fly,
To find the place where she truly belongs…
In her heart she sings many a songs,
Because now life has more meaning, she will live and not die.

Here I am in a place where I don't want to be,
Seeing faces that l didn't want to see.  
So how do I handle fitting in, in a place where I no longer belong?
Hoping that my actions do not put me in the wrong…

Make a difference you say,
In a place where I don't want to stay…
To be with people who aren't sincere,
Even when I try to care…

It feels like too much to handle this time around,
In my heart I am screaming but no one can hear a sound…
I hoped to feel alive, but instead all feel like death,
Now I am going under and I can't catch my breath…

Is it just me? Or are there others who feel the same?
Who feel as though you're caught in an accident without an insurance claim…
Stuck and the only way out is to go forward, but you linger behind,
Because to do your duties, you have to be in the right state of mind…

Not sure what to do, so I lift my head up,
And asked the great One above, to let me pass this cup…
There is more for you to do just before you go,
So hold on a little while longer and I will help you to grow…

So with a heavy heart, I sit at my desk,
Thinking about what to do and where to go next…
Finally the answer came in just one word,
Nothing I would have expected to have heard

Home… Repeated once, or twice before it sank,
A word never sounded better, and that was my thought to be frank…
So I grabbed my bag and went through the door
Even though I was to leave at four…

Now to prepare for the days ahead,
I would really much rather to be in bed…
I have to get it together, and do it real fast,
Because tomorrow morning at 8, begins my first class.