Darkness surrounded her.
Her path ceded into a tunnel.
A tunnel of obscurity.
Every step was a struggle.

Her eyes brewed with tears
and her heart ached with fear.
No one could see her tears
and no one cared to hear.

She looked up at the darkness
and cried out to God.
She choked on her tears
and her voice was weary and flawed.

Soon a light commenced
and filled the tunnel with light.
Her path glowed with radiance
and her steps were bright.

He grabbed her face
and took her breath away.
The soft tips of his lips
made her sway.

His dark eyes spoke
in that fast yet slow moment.
She glared at him
with her smile growing.

Nothing else mattered.
It seemed like no one else was there.
She couldn't think of anything
not a burden, not a care.

Her heart fluttered and flip-flopped.
She couldn't believe this.
She sighed with ease
savoring her first kiss.

Every bump she felt
brought her closer to her destination.
She drew a deep breath
as she left the bus station.

She looked out the window
to the things she knew.
Everything would be different
all with a changed view.

As the bus departed
all became smaller and smaller.
The colors became bleak
and the bus walls grew taller.

She knew it was to leave
for it was her time.
These next life steps
she was ready to climb.

A secret place
but only to you.
Such peace
will break through.
A giant mass
full of the skies' tears.
Waves and ripples
echo in your ears.
Breathe the lake's aroma
and taste the salt.
Enjoy God's creation
from Heaven's water vault.
Peace surrounds
every rock, every view
around the land
and around you.

When I woke up, you were not there.
I lay in my bed
reminiscing memories
twirling in my head.

I miss you already.
I miss your laugh, your smile
Counting the days,
but that seems like awhile.

I wish time would go faster
so I don't have to wait.
I know we are forever.
This is fate.

Flowers have thorns.
Hearts have pain.
Life has storms
and the sky will rain.

Objects have sharp ends.
Mind has sad thoughts.
Healing takes time to mend
no matter how hard the shot.

Everything may hurt
but it can be beautiful.
We may be covered in dirt
but pure is our soul.

She walks in the streets
with her heart bruised and broken.
Her heart is bound with repulsive beats
and no words from her mouth can be spoken.

Her life is an utter mess
of repetitive problems she can't fix.
Too much heartache and bounding stress
overlaps on her body as the clock ticks.

No tears can come in her eyes
for she feels she can't be weak
but at the altar those tears come to a great size
and through those tears God hears her speak.

After that long cry,
her heart feels energized and relieved.
She gazes to God up high
and soon she knew and believed.