Pain

Bipolar, cut in two
Two wholes of a half lie, no truth
I been lied to...my whole life
Scorned within
I dream a dream
Scorched by the sun's
Beaten torch
A desert plain
Rotten remains, I've scavenged,
no good thing
Lies within me but
My hope is set in thee
The first born of many
A righteous seed
Among dry bones on a throne of majesty
I plead with me
Yet though he slay me,
I will trust in thee
With a faith renewed
Robust in flame, my embers set ablaze to tell the story,
my testimony,
His glory
I just want to FEEL free...
Walk among the living
Praise and loving..
Renounce every wicked thing
I'm sorrowful
Living out others' nightmares, scary
Demented and twisted
I've seen it...in the eyes of the lies
I won't be consumed by his shame
Won't be devoured in this witching hour...
Those enemies plot and try to bewitch me
I won't be moved by their treachery
but cry aloud and spare not...The TRUTH
Of His majesty
VENGEANCE is He's alone, laughing at the wicked's day of calamity...
I thank you for the reign, the pain and the joy
Of this adversity
You delivereth me out of them ALL, them ALL...I say..
So as I pray for these, all these in my company witnessing
A rising they have never seen...
Be the light and share in this love abundantly...
He's here to anoint thee...

Peace...