a worthy crusade

a cry for mercy and calling in my life.

won't someone save me from my darkness?

the trials and self loathing

the evils of this heavy stress

free me from the pain of hate

and cast me from my saddened state

 

where is God in my most honest days?

where the blunt end of the rope drops away from light

as i cling to the end calling jesus

jesus please save me from my fright

 

i release to be caught

only to bounce from the ground in a panic of rejection

may i please feel love

for my my ache to stop crying, craving for attention

 

as the darkness clutches my esscence and drags me under

i hold the light in my chest

i will take my light to the darkness and flood with love

that which i hated and love it as the best.

 

may the darkness of others be my crusade

and my love be a beacon for the lost to be swayed

and the path for the others exposed

so heaven will no longer seem closed

 

be it my calling

be it me

let it be

all of me

Author's Note

i know it's rough but it was in the moment and that's the beauty of it.

Reviews

[costa siwale]

i love this piece, great theme, well delivered, and inspiring..beautifully done

[zainul]

This piece speaks about your struggle to get rid of the darkness.
Wonderfully contemplated and woven the piece.
Love the stanza:
"may the darkness of others be my crusade
and my love be a beacon for the lost to be swayed
and the path for the others exposed
so heaven will no longer seem closed"