Stuck here, in this hole in the ground... How I so long to be gone from here! How I so plead to leave this place! I want to be where beauty is unshaken by mans' hands. I want to be where my heart has gone, I want to be in the place of my dreams... in the place where nothing is heard except that which is meant to have a sound. No more needless sounds, no more needless yells & screams, no more needless headaches... Just the sound of silence feeling my ears.
I want to find the place where 3pm & 3am look alike, a place untouched & unspoiled.
When I close my eyes I can see it, the smell of the fresh air feels me... lifts up my weary spirit.
This place drains me. I need an escape... soon!... so I hope. How much longer will fog cover my heart? How much longer must I sit here drowning in my own rain? Why must this be? Take me to the place of my dreams, take me to the place where I no longer here the yells & screams of lilfe... Take me to your arms my Savior.
"God, with no pretty words or nice sounding titles, I come to you broken and weary. I come to you a sinner, I come to you as a man who knows he is dying. Restore me, pick me up and heal me. Catch my running heart and return it to me... return your touch to my life for I can no longer live without it! God you took me from my self-hate and self-love! God you took this pitful excuse of a man and said "I'm proud of you"... With my head down low in shame and my face in the ground... with tears running from every part of my body... with my nails frimly in hand... I come to you, asking only a simple prayer but the hardest thing on my mind. Forgive me... and if you can loving Father... love me... and only if you have time my Healer... hold me again, like a new-born baby... hold me tight and speak the words of which made me fall so in love with you... "I Love You Kyle & I couldn't be prouder of you!"