I’ve always feared the warmth of light
Like vampires of the night,
So I played my cards and stole your wealth
To aid me in my flight—
With lust I spent your greatest treasures
To buy my darkest pleasures.
But in the midst of all my parties
I saw you standing near,
And knew I was not far enough,
For you could reach me here.
So next I sought a deeper gloom,
To lead me to my doom.
I went from parties into drugs,
Which seemed to be in style,
A way to manufacture joy
And simulate a smile.
But all the promises were drained
And left the dregs of pain—
I cursed my father in my shame,
Yet still you called my name.
When all my treasures had been spent
I found myself in hell—
Where horrors of the night bring pain
No tales could ever tell.
At last I knew the life that’s lead
By the living who are dead.
Yet even darkest nights are pierced
By arrows from the stars—
I thought you could not reach in hell
But you reveal your scars.
The prodigal comes home at last!
Not by what I am,
But only ’cause you’d rather die
Than let my soul be damned.
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