Between God and me
Lies a thin line
Of doubt and love
My chest beats raw
From all the knots
Inside my tangled heart
I don’t know how to move
This air that I breathe
I taste them
There will be Heaven
Even if I die
And I still don’t quite know
How all the pieces fit
Though in the end
My feet do trod the wet earth
Taking me elsewhere from where I began
A little bit closer to my sandy shore
Listening to the sea’s gentle lullaby
Caught between heaven and a wave.
I drum the beat of midnight
Caught in the twinkle of a star
A secret whispered in darkened veil
For those who live and love
Stay the simple truths for a piece of warmth
These growing pains nurtured sweetly
Tear my skin indifferent
You stole the air I so desire
With but a look of golden amber
Each breath I’m learning a new language, see?
But I won’t fall, I won’t drown
My thoughts scattered, this pain forgotten
The jutting sun crests my horizon
Will this light save the devil in me?
I wait and see
Wait and see
Wait and see
The walls of my heart,
they tear with a word.
So much remains hidden
between each beat.
Still, our time came and went,
from bloom to wither.
I can’t let go.
Let me linger a bit longer,
in your halls of memory.
Remember when we used to laugh?
It was all frolick and play,
not a worry under the blue sky.
Now I find myself trapped in an iron maiden of my own neglect.
Counting the seconds, filling the hours, in the dark of night.
Fearful of waking up to find my heart shriveled and old,
though my skin’s still taut and smooth.
Every word I utter falls dead to an empty auditorium,
nobody there to even throw much-welcomed scorn.
I scream with lips gently sealed, waves of grief crash uselessly against them.
No one shall know how deep the void scratches the frayed and tattered remnants of my soul.
Hate and love,
The Two collide,
atom to atom.
A physics of rage.
God weeps helpless.
After it ends,
the air is quiet.