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Broken Oct 2016
Without her life is to me
Music to a deaf man
A crimson sky to a man born blind
Spoken words to a mute
Unfulfilled longing
The undying desire for the unattainable
Feeling the wind in your hair as you sprint to the lame
Beautiful poetry to an illiterate
The desire to gather the stars in my hand
And set them in the blackness of my heart
To breathe in the peace of the ocean
And hold it in my troubled soul for but a moment
Life to a dead man
Without her life is to me
Broken Oct 2016
Her beauty was in her strength
Untouchable radiant fire
A silent unspoken warrior
The one my heart desired
I looked into her eyes and knew she was stronger than anyone could see
And I could feel the beating of her heart
Beautiful, wild and free
Broken Oct 2016
And so, broken, bleeding and on my knees
I learned what it meant to surrender
To let go of every part of my control
To worship in awe of His splendor
To lay down every expectation
To take up my trust and my faith
Broken I learned surrender
On my knees heart abandoned I pray
Broken Oct 2016
I'm just a brokenhearted warrior
Trying to find the strength to fight his fight
I've lost one too many battles
Trusting my own strength and might
Lost one too many friends
As I kneel on the battlefield alone
I lay my sword down today
I begin my journey home
Broken Sep 2016
To see this rain come falling down
Its hard for me to bear
She was always terrified of storms
But I was always there
To hold her tightly in my arms
To pull her close and say
"No matter what this storm may bring
Its going to be ok"
A heartbreak felt with every drop
As I watch the storm alone
But a peace I feel for the hand that holds her
Is greater than my own
Broken Sep 2016
So alone I traveled the world
Alone I chased all our dreams
Alone I reached out for her hand
To the place where I knew it should be
Alone I danced slowly with her
Alone I walked by the sea
Alone we grew old together
Never knowing it was only me
Broken Sep 2016
There is an emptiness inside a man
a place that is only hers to fill
He will never be complete without her
His heart never beating stands still
A lifeless man, yet living he wanders
As he prays that one day she'll come home
But if not he will wait and he'll love her
Till the day that he dies all alone.

— The End —