don't follow me to where i go
the freshest tracks in the snow

man made path of darkened steps
leading to insanity's effects

don't retrace steps of where i've been
stray away from where ice is thin

man made path of broken cracks
leading to where life had collapsed

down where the river meets with the creek
the water is cold, the water is deep
that's the place where dreams were put to sleep
that's the place where the secrets keep

what i saw in that misty mud
forever scarred my mind
moonlight on the crimson blood
tragic acts, so unkind

and it seems these dreams are memories
these nightmares are for real
every time i go down there
their pain is all i feel

back in the holler, next to the tracks
the water is cold, the water is black
that's the place where dreams were put in sacks
that's the place where i can't go back

My skin is cold as thawing ice
frozen, fixed, and bleak
the world is broken under my feet
where did life go so wrong
I’m boxed six feet deep
in a dark crumpled creep
dreams mascaraed as light
forbidden light I can not see
one day my past appears
in my treasured hope
from once shinning eyes
how the hours past me by
in this requiem a song
chiming in the wind of time
tempered like stained glass
forever, forever at last
Shouts of Barabus, say not!
low my soul tis not I, behold
the cross, rising on the hill
Golgotha the blood running
A lamb before the slaughter
“Screams” of He died! He Lied!
I…silently died with him too
At his feet nailed and bent
I hear a shuttered cry
“Forgive them they know not what they do”
My brokenness once firmly in the ground
rises quickly bursting in light
Alas my King, my God tis you
every prayer spoken is true
The golden streets I craved
mine, all for the life you gave
BB2015

Tears brimming right through your eyes,
Trickled down on your pale face
Standing still right by your side,
I wish I could ease the pain