Life without God goes a little bit like this;
You get to choose whatever makes you feel good,
Which is often misunderstood,
And we get trapped into an endless abyss.
For those roots determine your way of living-
Ups feel like ecstacy,
Downs succumbs you unpleasantly,
You end up being very unforgiving.
Now let me tell you how life is with God;
You don't always choose whatever feels great,
and people might judge you for being odd.
God loves you, He chooses the best-
ever-changing feelings no longer dictate you.
Oh how He loves you, that He gives you rest.

The years of loving you;
moments we cherished, or not?
So many pain to rot;
these aren't new.
I tried not to hurt you and you tried not to hurt me.
I thought we flew to a sky of wonder.
Not realizing you were tearing me asunder,
unbeknownst to my faith of how you wanted to flee.
I love you enough to miss all of it,
where all I could breathe in was poison ink,
written on my flesh telling me to quit,
from the chastity and sacrifice.
Oh how you love me,
missing me to make it suffice.

Beautiful tethered soul, does joy not come to mind?
Be it during your most difficult or easiest time?
Does the love of your father not make you smile-
Even when everybody else seem to have nothing worthwhile?
Not in the slightest do they know-
The things inhaled for you to blow-
Nor the heavy bricks that made you cry,-
"I am but a poor passion, tell me why?"
Beautiful liberated mind, you are everything good in this space.
In the utmost darkness of all, you shine all over the place.
Never underestimate the power of living you have-
Never look down on a diamond cut in half-
Courage is a seed sown by one's mother-
its flower is grown by the strength of you, the other.

Oh,
but i know
i reap what i sow
and i tend to overthrow
the love i'll ever know.

i promise i'll grow,
i'll never stay low,
i'm going as fast as an arrow,
down a road oh so narrow.

i took a blow,
faced my own show,
painful glow,
no?
i really love you, though.

I'd like to thank you for
being with me through
everything.

For letting me believe
that lights do shine
brighter in the dark.

I'd like to thank you
most of all, that you
made sure I believe
I am those lights.

through thick
or thin,
an angelic mind
with sin,

the one that
i'll always love
without questioning.