I have weathered the storm                                                            ­                   I've swam against the riptide                                                          ­              was tattered and torn,                                                            ­                                                         
 turned­ in from the outside                                                          ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­  I didn't know how to swim,                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                                                  I was lost out to sea                                                                          ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­   I had nothing to left to give                                                             ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­ and nothing left for me                                                               ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­ Lost in the black forest                                                           ­                                                                 ­                                                                 that was thick with trees                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                                                For the weary, no rest                                                             ­                                                                 ­                                                                  heart weighed down heavily                                                          ­                                                                 ­                                                               No bread crumbs or trails                                                           ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­  to show me my way                                                              ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­       Only the will to prevail                                                          ­                                     Has saved me today

Sometimes the memories
Need to roll down my cheek
Before I can let them go

They hit the beach
From the other way
So their ghosts
Could get compared
To that
They met in the fray

Dear Father
I’m alone in a very scary place
And I’m not certain how I got here.
I lost sight of the footprints I was following
And wandered off the pathway you laid out for me.

The wind is cold and the sky is dark.
I just heard screeches from the nearby woods
And this path ends in only brambles.
Kneeling on the rocky ground
I beseech the Lord to rescue me.
He either doesn’t hear my cry
Or this is where I need to be
To learn to never take my eyes
Away from the light that guides me.
ljm

My life was
an open book.
You just forgot
to read a few chapters.

Do we kiss in your dreams?
Hug until we forget where we end?
Do your arms ache for the shadows?
Knowing I’m lurking just a few streets away.
Its you I’m holding in my drunken dreams
When I awake and your spot is empty
I can’t help but cry out in disbelief
It’s you I’m longing for
Is it,
Is it just me?