I close my eyes and let the darkness engulf me
I grab hold of reality, then fall into a deep abyss
My past is my nightmare and I am the creator
My heart, with wet tissues and closed valves, aches
I am always at war
The bullets are rapid but the pain is like a phantom
I hear the whispers, i see a bright light,
but I am blind and darkness is alive

The war is at a crossroads.
Darkness is being engulfed by an eternal flame
But the pulsating rhythm refuses to end it's life
To a being clothed in white
I am battered, bruised, and have pondered the question
Of the common gentile.
My tears are the earth's waterfalls,
My shakes, my cries are the walls that collide underneath the crust of my mother
I feel alone and have pointed the gun at
My internal clock.
These scars are eternal
And my ghost has reached inferno
I want to love you, to know you
But the darkness is my master and I am it's host
You caught me
The grenade was thrown and my heart blown
And you caught me
The ashes are on me and I am in the waters embrace
The rain continues to beat the tender face
And the heart continues to capture the race
I am vulnerable. Afraid. The waters are opening
But begin to close in on the red wounds
I must fight. I can't stop.
For the darkness is strong and the heart is a prop.
The battles, are the children of the war that time has conceived.
They are powerful and filled with a silvery passion
But I am light
I flicker, i dim, and at times go out
I fill rooms with the bliss that my
Father has given me
I am bright
I am beautiful
The angels are my guardians
And my father's children are my guide
My father is forever
He is my mind, my heart and he embodies this
Tattered soul
He is the general, our savior,
he lifts me up when I cannot fight no more
I am a warrior
That has cut the chains of a merciless darkness
I have survived is tyrannical blows
And seen the face behind it all.
The past is open, the door will never be shut
The darkness will always be there
It is written in the scrolls of time
But I am not alone.
The ravenous creatures of the dark shall be tamed
And the trumpets of the sky shall play the battle tune
With darkness there is light.
With war there is hope.
With suffering there is love.
With death there is eternal life.
The journey is rough and perilous
But the child is reborn
And can see the light.