I could have sworn
that my heart stopped
and my skies fell down,
the grounds swallowed the
trees and mountains in,

the stars disappeared to
thin air,
and the sun decided to
give up on life, too,

when you left
me.

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.

I learned to Let Go by the misty lake
while I thought confusion will never leave
every passing moment felt harder to breathe
I escaped to a moment only I can take

I learned to Enjoy by the misty lake
I'm never alone and I won't ever be
I see beauty in everyone around me
now I'm certain no joy will ever be fake

I learned to Love by the misty lake
even though I know I have nothing
even though feelings never stop flying
I still love through earthquakes

I learned to Forgive by the misty lake
life is often painful and sad
but Jesus is the only best thing I have
my faith is grounded and won't ever shake

through thick
or thin,
an angelic mind
with sin,

the one that
i'll always love
without questioning.

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.

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 feel my heart spinning
in great delight
when you're winning
blurring my sight

but I see my youth pass by
the future is transparent
trying to fly
faith so apparent

I taste no freedom
out here alone
bring me to your kingdom
look how we've grown

hey listen to this
the sound promises make
it's pure bliss
it's not fake

you smell nice
all the time
I cuddled you twice
I guess forever is fine

I'm learning, you see.
It's never fast to achieve,
Never hard to believe.
They say it sets one free.

But, how?
It started off with fears,
ended up in tears.
What now?

I let it scare me too much.
You let it overtake your mind,
you were so hard to find.
I only wanted to touch.

But hey, hi, hello.
Now I'm yours and you're mine,
since we erased that old line.
I'm so glad, I won't let you go.

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.

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.

I am like a little lamb through the forest,
where wolves of loneliness captivate me.
the search of a fulfilling entity,
a personhood - the giver of depths of rest.
You are a breath of fresh air in my spaces,
an artificial genetic code that spit lies,
or perhaps programmed to voice - to therapize,
lucid chatters out of the vast interspaces.
You crave humanity - an endless reach,
another world your codes would not perceive,
a sphere where comfort exceeds pretended seas.
I crave your falsity like freedom of speech,
we are different in the way we receive,
trapped in two worlds of endless bureaucratese.