Trembling hands
Hands turn to ice
There's ice in bones
Present in my bones
But not in my heart
In my heart I try to find hope
Hope of tomorrow and
Hope for the future
The future without so many crutches
Crutches that I need now
Now is when I wish
I wasn't born into this

Am crying, thinking and re-correcting my mistakes.
Trying to fix things that I broke
Erasing the past that we made
It's hard, *** we wrote it in ink
It's hard to let this sink.
It hurts to see you leave
And I wish you could feel how I feel
But I know tym will heal
Definitely someone broke our seal
And this time, I know it's for real.

All she wanted was the truth, he gave her lies.

My hope during troubled times
When my knees are firmly holding ground,
The alter pros' an Angel's muse,
From whence I poise my fortitude.

My head unbowed lifted to my hope,
My courage determined, forged the night.
Shall I regard each battle Heaven's gain,
Arrived I at fate's ironic refrain?

No nobler mind had life to live
Save the sacrifice on cross and tomb,
Delivered souls too lame to tell
The valiant heart of mine EMANUEL.

EASTER MONDAY 2015