My Everything

Restored.

At the age of five

With a small mind not quite developed

Flourishing with the hopes and dreams of tomorrow

Imagining the impossible

In the secret place beneath a tent of bed sheets

Making a shadow puppets that dance

Against a solitary source of light

You are that hiding place

 

As life begins again at twenty-one

Everything ahead yet so much behind

I am who I have become

Thrust into a new world filled with responsibilities

No longer innocent nor ignorant

With no time to breathe

You are the eye of the storm

 

As life comes to e a close

Lying on my deathbed

Family seemingly distant

With time working against me

Ticking away what few seconds I have left

Bid farewell with a single tear and a smile

You are my guiding light

 

As life ceases to exist

When tarnished lungs draw their last

And an overworked heart finally gives in

The velvet, crimson-colored curtains fall

Lower me six but please

Forget me, not...

For you are where I rest in peace

 

I found my trust in you

I found my strength in you

I found my comfort in you

I found my peace in you

For you are my Lord and savior