Its the matte of eyes as they grow darker
Its the widening of the pupils matching your emotion.
And the paling of one's skin ghostly and frail
The beating of the heart from a constant drum
To a stampede of buffaloes.
Your once soft hands clam up
Anxious of the fear.

The unknown feeling from Option A
"Ignoring the problem till its a brick wall"
To Option B
"Finding the easiest way out with no complete outcome of the future"

Options A to Z are unknown.
Left to the breeze pull our hair.
But the Journey to One,
Is an everlasting Freedom.

The weight lifting from your shoulders
As not knowing
Who
What
Where
And when
You are suppose to do or be.

The Journey is a cascade of love and acceptance
As you follow the one true path
Towards God

The Journey is the ease of your fear,
The anxiety slipping out of your bones,
And the promise of another day.
Follow your Journey to the One,
Jesus

Everyone states that the world happens in wonderful ways
Wonderfully unknown ways.
It is this statement that gave me you.

One bored evening lead to
One long friendship.
Unknown lead to a few "Hello's"
And a future of affection.

Two broken hearts by those we loved
Lead to two Best friends.
Unknown lead to a few late night calls
And morning smiles

Three long days lead to
Three equal wants.
Unknown feelings bonded broken hearts
And hope for the future.

Four is yet Unknown but leads to
A future of hopeful Happiness.

I want to be the One who gives you Hope
I want to be the Person you need
I want to be Forever a part of your Future.
No matter what form it is.

Three wants
Two best friends
One long friendship
At the sound of "Go."

Fear...
The matte of your eyes as the pupils widen and irises darken.
The frail and ghostly look washing over your skin.
A steady drum losing its tempo as it races toward the stampede of your heart.
Clamey hands clenching before letting go second later, only to repeat.

The unknown endless results from options A and B.
A. Ignore the reckless emotion as you walk wall to wall
Or
B. The first easy maze where the exit is a false hope.

C thru Z are black holes that leads to the same beginning.
Stop running.
Drop to your knees.
Bow your head.
The Lord is calling you to the Journey.
Wash your fear and sins with the blood of the Lamb
Lay down your doubts
Feel the pressure and stress ease off your shoulders
As he breaks the chains holding this endless cycle.
Follow the Journey to your inheritance.
The Jorney is a home to all
As it is the Word of God.
The body of christ as his spirit is in us,
Waiting for us to grow the seed of hope his word gives.
So reach in your soul and ask
What path is yours to follow?

The whisper in the wind answers
He calls you to
The Journey.
Welcome

Darkness
No shadows
No light fading away.
Blinders causing only sight to be blocked.

A sudden pin drop echos as thunder rolls through you
Two options come to mind
Run
Or
Hide

Option One.
You turn
Galloping down an endless hallway
The blinders failing to warn you about the traps
Planks missing allow the path
Causing a fall worth more than your life
Walls closing in
A maze of heartache.

Option Two.
The nearest box calls for you.
You hide...
Or so you think.
A sudden boulder echo down the hall
The noise heard
But the blinders don't allow you to see
The path it's taking right at you.

The only way out
Pray.
Listen to the Lord
Ignore the boulder
The traps
And the endless thought of pain.

Obey.
He will guide you to the light.
Never let fight or flight enter your mind.
Listen to the whisper in the wind.
Watch the Movement of Light
Allow it to show the world in its true form.

Submit your faith in the Lord
For you now are his child
Show others the Movement of Light

Hand to hand.
A piece of your heart
Give to the last
The first piece recieved back
Swallowed by poison
Raging and bubbling
Words roared and shackles locked.
The piece darkens the rest of your heart
As you bow helpless
And anger rolls off in waves.
A Stanger leans over
Offering his whole heart.
As you take it and listen,
The darkness shrinks away.
You pray for forgiveness,
The shackles break.
Your free now.

You allow you heart to accept the light.
Hope rushes in.
You hand a piece of your heart.
You speak of hope in the light
And of this stranger in your testimony.
As a new lost person accepts the seed of your heart
Allowing it to flourish
To grow.
Their shackles break.
The light
The hope
And in the stranger
Named Jesus,
They are hope

You don't know what is like
To lay awake at night
And watch the Shadow creep in.
They wave and mock as they reach out
Trying to pull me in.

Your arm is suppose to be the light that holds them back,
Yet it feels more like a weight holding me still.
You don't trap me on purpose
Just blinded by your own light.

You don't know what is like
To lay awake at night
To listen to invisible sounds.
My bones stiff boards under
Creeks and Cracks.
The voices always telling me something is waiting.

Your light shines so bright that it dims your will
You could hear what I hear if your ears weren't ringing.
A pin drop could wake you
But my internal screams put you to sleep.

When will you see past your light
And see the fight
I am about to lose

When will you hear my screams
And help my dreams
From trapping me inside.

When will you know what it's like
To lay awake at night

I breath
I see
But why?

I am the same
as a mere shadow
of nothing more then
flesh and bone.
A thought
A dream

Me
Just me.
Alone
But never Lonely
Afraid
But never Scared
Real
But Unreal
Sane
Yet Insane
Lost
And never Found
Alive
Yet also Dead.

Darkness
Loneliness
Frightened

I am a thought
A Dream
A being of flesh and bone
One that no one will see