The One Who Saves
The One who calls from the Light,
declares all who submit will be free.
I have seen what life in Death has done,
almost stealing my life away from me.
For fiery passions and endless sadness,
have been in my heart since I was a child.
Searching for something to fill the void,
I wanted a world less empty and defiled.
But as to what I thought would redeem me;
what I thought would rescue me from myself?
Death only took away my sanity.
I became a shadow of myself.
Isolated and paranoid,
Resting in the cold hands of Death.
I stumbled and I fell hard,
losing hope in my ability to take a breath.
My mother was afraid
and gave threats to get me evaluated.
But I laughed right in her face
and said, "Go ahead. I'm already hated."
I had fallen off the deep end.
I had finally dug my grave deep.
I lost the will to continue living,
preparing for my long eternal sleep.
But then I was brought to Church,
And our family began to go together.
I fought tirelessly and complained,
refusing the entire circus althogether.
I fiercely blockaded my mind,
fighting the Word the pastor said.
I tirelessly fought the Word of life;
my life merely pathetic and dead.
But there was a knocking at my door,
so many hard days later.
A door that was barricaded shut,
And was being approached by the Agitator.
Furious thoughts and irrational fears.
For what was this new sensation?
Was this how I was to be broken further,
to bring me to the final destination?
But a hand reached out in my mind's eye,
seeking out to find my own.
The hand sought after my acceptance;
a simple gesture of love was shown.
Breathing deep, I couldn't believe,
I saw something I had never seen.
I was never given an opportunity before,
To be a part of something much greater than me.
So, grasping the hand of the Creator,
giving Him the keys to my heart.
I handed Him all of turmoil,
that nearly tore my life apart.
I live my life differently now,
because I gave my everything to Him.
He has saved me from destroying myself;
a person's life on it's last limb.