Another Hero Fallen

I wanted someone to believe in
You needed someone to believe in you
I wanted the heart of God to unfold
You also had unfolding to do
Could the consequences now be changed
That I now know just what you see?
Could all that battles within you
Be drawn right out and you set free?
If lame can walk
And sight's restored
Can't motives change
And evil fade?
This I will believe

Go Away Dark Clouds

Recently while listening to a musician being interviewed, my husband and I were intrigued by how much trouble she had communicating while not singing with her guitar. I suppose I'm in a similar predicament so I thought I'd share my current experience in a poem...

How do you outsmart your brain?
How do I temper what seems so untamed?
My mind is still caught in a sea of unease
While the rest of me desperately tries to be free
And I find myself aching for someone to speak
Not just truth that applies to all manner of things
Though I'm thankful of course
For the love that that brings
But the truth that explains
Why this torture pervades
And what key will transform
What tomorrow will bring
Till it's no longer looming
With silence that's booming
Dark clouds leering
Irony cheering
Life instead
Peace inside my head
And answers
Clear, consistent answers
That's my request
May I rest?
Go away dark clouds
Open up wide you heavens
Remind me of eternal greatness
Plans unfettered by human frailty

Faces

I wonder do you see them
Faces in the night
Relentlessly they come at me
Remind me of their plight
All these years of worrying
Have brought me to my knees
I know one day
Both they and I'll be free
I know I need You
It's plain to see
I know I can't keep going on
Carrying these dreams
Come, take over
Come, take over me
I wonder do you see them
Faces in the night
A library of testimonies
Those who've won the fight
Those no longer walking solo
Dropping to their knees
This day I need to celebrate
Both they and I are free
I know I need You
It's plain to see
I know I must keep walking on
Carrying out my dreams
Come, take over
Come, take over me

Where Am I?

It seems to me
That there exists a line
A line which, once crossed,
Means you've lost your mind
When things which once were
Seem to have been changed
Desires, actions, motivations
Somehow now are rearranged
As though someone has picked you out
And stepped inside your brain
And you are not quite sure
How long they'll stay
And if they'll choose to have their way
Or if they'll simply let you be
And step out o so quietly
"I'm sorry love, I'm on my way,
I won't be coming back to stay,
I see already in this space,
You've asked the Lord to take His place."
It seems to me that I have crossed the line
It seems to me that I have lost my mind
But something tells me this is not the end
I think that I will find it once again

Broken

Is there a point we can reach
We can't break anymore?
When the fragments of heart
Lay still on the floor
And the feet that have trampled
Have walked out the door
And the dust that remains
Finds cracks in the floor
And falls down below
Where the animals roam
And joins with the dirt
To return there once more