My Beliefs Sift through All That Discourages When I am Adjacent To Happiness
Stand Still
I am at a stand still
Even though my thoughts are turning
Deep like a pit sweltering with a dreamers fire
I am a step away from jumping in
Than returning from the dead
So the world would know that I had been alive
Then in music I would conjure
A special song for the spirit of my soul to fly
Like a crows vision
The world would see through my eyes
A part of the wavelength between man and God
Than who without hesitation with proof would see
Only too late with proof there is no faith only
A force to belief
Not with true love
Unlike the strength meant for family
That a motherless child
And a mother who cant conceive
Would by fate meet
As silent prayers are tiny miracles
Everything is possible
Reaching out is the world who pretends to look in
Asking questions that theory has not place to proof read
The dead rising from the grave
are here to save the living