There is a goal, a destination
I know there is, deep in my heart
But I purposefully lost sight of it
I deliberately walked apart
I wanted to live besides
The truth that I've always known
I decided to try and let go
Of the right path I'd been shown
But I know I can't let go
I know very well I can't go on
I can't ignore the truth in me
The truth that leads me on
I feel I'm going back
To the way it was before
But I fear I'm holding back
Things I don't want to let go
There are many, many things
That I've grown familiar with
But I know, sooner or later,
I have to leave my comfort zone
I fear for the love I've come to know
I fear I just can't let it go
I'm not willing to say "so long"
I don't want to: It feels wrong
I hear a voice calling my name
A soft melody, a familiar tune
But I feel something's not the same
I just cannot sing along
But I can't escape Him
No matter where I go, He's there
In the valley lows, in the darkest depths
I can't hide: He's everywhere
Every corner, every bridge,
Every footstep down the road
I look and he's there, calling me
Why do You want me so much?
I've been trying to avoid
The way I know to go
But everywhere I tur to go
I see what's always been
You're growing up, leaving those years
Where things once acceptable- more like pardonable-
Become things questionable, borderline no-go
And you have to let go of such doings
You know The Way, The Truth, The Life
So cease all this unnecessary strife
Go back to what you know once was
Go back to your roots, and fix the cause
Heed her heart, repent my son
Seek Him first, all will be done
Do ye this day what need be done
Thine deed befit His child, my son
Don't be a people pleaser- it's tough
Stop trying to show what you don't have
Everyone can see and they'll all see
Where you are now, and where you'll be
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The Darkness Within: Vol. 4
PoesiaThird notebook, third book. This is where it gets real. Warning: Not for the faint of heart. Just kidding lmaooo (Or am I??) But yeah anyways, here we go on our third (unofficially fourth) rollercoaster ride! Poetry is my way of saying: AAAAAA HELP...
