Thursday, January 29, 2009

ice cold


Determined to love
i will not be stopped

Their cold hands and blank stares speak nothing but lies.
I wish to be far from the place where they lay to rest.

My focus is blurred by their actions.
Slowed down by the bricks they throw in my path.

Tears stream from this stress.
The back aches and the head screams.

Can you not understand?
This dream i have, is what shadows me day and night.

I fear they will win...

Lord, i am ready to follow wherever you lead.
Do not let the deceitful slow me down...

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