Exhale

I exhale and this comes out, random thoughts from the edge of the void. Looking down into the infinite abiss I begin to understand my broken life. From shattered heart to beaten will, these deepening scars start speeking words of consolation. Falling forever, through darkening dreams, I finally hit a sense of rock bottom I could use to define my pain. I prayed forever to be free from fear, but fear it seems is stronger than I gave him credit for and so I must endure his whips and bear the stripes they leave behind, defiant lest he gain control. Loosing my hold will mean facing the storms not to get through, but to loose those bits of me that fight to find that safe harbor. I am my own worst enemy. Let me break beneath the endless waves, let the tides wash away my security, let me bleed till nothings left in the wake, let all my hopes and dreams drown, till brokenness is all thats speaks when my head is bowed beneath His feat. To the crushing black I'll sink, till nothings left but empty broken dreams. Here I'll find at last the sunny path I was meant to follow, where Love Himself broke His body for me, and bled dry till the world was washed clean. No more defining what must or not be, the Son's bright dawn will lead me home and at last I'll breathe in peaceful sleep.