hiding amongst the shadows
Hiding amongst the shadows.
As unimportant as the dust.
Telling lies ahead of time,
Having a secret lust.
Being the adulteress with many husbands and kids.
Being the person behind the costume,
Wearing fake lashes and wigs.
The color all around you
Mix and fade away.
As you live amongst the shadows,
Yet another day.
The pain you cause,
The evil you do,
Its all the things that ,
You are used to.
Hiding in the temple,
As you let it please others.
Covering yourself,
As not to let any light show.
You cry into the night,
Feeling the warmth of blood.
You again,
Hide in the mud.
Dirt surrounds you,
And light is far away.
As you hide amongst the shadows ,
yet another day.
You worship your life,
Feel as though your in control.
You have been drowning slowly,
In this self dug hole.
You love those who hate you,
Go towards those of wickedness.
As you continue those lusts,
Still remaining the adulteress.
The lord silently watches,
as he waits to save the day.
As you still follow your silently evil ways.
Meeting your match.
You finally see a light.
Yet your crying into the night,
So you let its warmth surround you.
You now know what to do,
Wanting to escape the mud,
That you didn’t know was there.
You now are beginning to learn someone can vanquish it all.
Some one is finally there.
Running not from the dark,
But towards the light.
That was it!
It was all a big fight!
You trip and fall,
Stumble into walls.
Faster you run.
Hearing shots from a gun.
In your mind your there,
But physically your not.
Is he still there, or has he forgot?
Someone help!
Be there please!
You cry.
As the pain starts to ease!
Running now becomes easy,
Your starting to get some where!
The light becomes brighter,
The mud falls away.
You no longer have to live in the shadows
Not another day!
The light becomes fuller.
You jump this time,
Rather than fall.
The red washes away the black.
And the mud is gone once and for all!
Flooding the shadows,
Helping the dust,
Praying over those with lust.
Being the helper of many husbands and kids.
Taking off the costume,
No longer using the fake lashes and wigs.
You now are holy and pure.
That was it!
God was the cure!
à by Cheyenne