| | Lately I've been writing but not following through to finish. I hope that I'll make since. I was watching The Office last night and Michael from the show used the saying, "sometimes the end justifies the means" and it was hilarious in the context but the words lingered with me. I can't say for certain, but maybe that was the first time that I've really taken that saying apart and thought about it. Maybe my theology is wrong but my heart is aching and hoping that somehow everything in my life will make since in the end. When I was younger and maybe a bit more hopeful... I had so many dreams that I believed would become reality. But what is hope with out apathy?
I feel sorrowful inside but I feel so much joy in it too. I'm exhausted of trying to not feel the despair and only feel the good. I want to cry over dreams that never came true. I thought that I could do so much and be so much but I've only let my expectations keep my limbs and lips bound to the floor... but I want to fly, you know. I wanted something so bad. But here I am and it's all yours. Take this stone and make it a garden. I don't care if anyone else ever sees the flowers.. I just want to know you smell the fragrance and you see me. I don't think that I will experience my dreams here but I won't close myself down to it either. I'm here and you are too and I'm yours. Tare my walls down.. I'm hiding and I know it. I'll keep asking you and I won't stop. I'll meet my answers in my questions and my questions in my answers but I know you're beautiful and that's enough for me.
I'm full when I'm empty.. I'm up when I'm down. I'm rich when I'm poor and I'm strong when I'm weak. It's all because of you. I don't care if someone can explain it all to me, I still see you. All I want to do is run away to the woods and sleep beneath the stars and walk beside the streams and swim in the waters but although this world binds me, I have found true freedom. A wall can't withhold my soul and a voice can't speak louder than your whisper. Confusion can't wreck your peace. I'm dead when I'm alive. You know my name, you hold my hand. You won't let go of me. |
| | Posted 11/24/2008 5:29 PM - 15 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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