Deep in the dark, deciding to be alone.
Shadows conceal and
prevent time to heal.
Contentment: because I have chosen this isolation.
Buried in conscience ignorance, my self consumes every inch
of skin.
Shackled to the cold, dark walls, I am still not to be shaken.
Falsely lying to
myself because the light just burns.
It illuminates what binds me to this secret,it reveals the
slow death I am choosing to live.
Petrified, frozen and speechless because of one flame.
It extinguishes the dark and my callus beat quickens.
Agape defined comes and steals my breath.
Present regardless of my ever persistent will to fight.
My hand crafted deception is penetrable.
My self-inflicted damnation is reversible.
The Author of time is dripping in His blood to see the likes
of shadow dwellers unshackled.
Broken shattered, unrecognizable.
The epicenter dissolved my chains.
Freedom crying from birth of forgiveness, reaches out asking
for my acceptance.
So brand me with your blood stained hands and hold me with
your arms that heal.
Empty my lungs and press yourself into my heart.
Breathless and overwhelmed because The Light has chosen me.
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