I knelt on the sidewalk
And tried to pray to a concrete god,
Knowing all the while, he was not there
Tears ran—
Falling all over my dreams—
Washing them away—to where I did not know.
Oh to know acceptance
In a complete sort of way
To be know for who I am
Not what I do or say
It’s nice to be loved and wanted
For the person I seem to be
But my heart cries out to be loved
For the person who is really me
as you travel through life
there are always those time..,
when decisions just have to be made.
when the choices are hard,
solutions seem scarce..
the rail seems to soak your parade.
with the rain comes a new beginning
salty tears mixed diluted by the cleansing..
it comes with the releasing..
it comes when you think
you could cry no more tears…
when your strength is gone
and there is no one else to rely on..
when you are on your knees in mud
come with me on a voyage into the vast abyss of the human soul and
witness the transformation of my feelings into color….
feel my words - not as i do - but exorcise your own demons and find peace..
.look into my soul and see the depths of despair.. experience the deepest love…caring..
