
Please don't be angry with me and please don't yell. I know wisdom tends to be frustrating trust me I can tell. But please, please, just take this, I wanted to help you after you fell.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Family/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 414 - Published: 03-10-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3107691
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These eyes are skies unleashing rain with the sun out
But there's so much that led the way
To where you fell off of your knees
And gave into death, and broke the keys
But things are fixable, reparable with faith at least
And you're still here! We need to feast!
Second chances are as often as the sun and moon
One upon the other and casting a shadowy swoon
The hurt and the pain, the demise that came
For you I know it's a lot
There's so much shadowing an inevitable plot
But there's more here than you think
Just give it to God to help this stink
I prayed all night and I cried all day
Praying and pleading that you will stay
But now here you are and there's a lot to say
But the words of comfort flee away
Truth is the only one who can answer you
Would be the path of brand and new
Challenge God to take your pain
Yell to Him to take the voices
You have so many other choices
Then giving in and causing rain
I know there's a hole where your heart used to beat
I know there's those scars that go down to your feet
I hear your shattered pieces falling to the floor
Everything you used to be, breaking more
But I can help you get to where you need to be
I won't let you give up on yourself
Because that's not how He designed me
I blamed myself for not getting to you
And blamed my Lord for taking you
I blamed this world for being cruel
I felt like such a gosh damned fool
But here you go, on this whole new journey
Re-teaching and re-learning
All these things that we take for granted
This world is awfully slanted
This is the new chapter
Just don't give up
Fill this one with laughter
Fill it with poise
It isn't easy in all this noise
All this chaos
All this pain
But there is a drain to the waters
That fill our hearts with sorrow
There is a cure to those cracks
Live for the dead and care for the free
set yourself high above me
so I can be here to catch you if you fall
Because things are more than a giant wrecking ball
It just doesn't seem that way right now
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