Never Again
I finally opened up
Enough to let you know how I liked you
How much I trusted you
You already knew everything
All of the troubles from my past up to present day
Damn it
I told you how I needed somebody to be there
Who would just hold me close, look me in the eyes and tell me "it's okay."
That I don't need to do this anymore
You used to be there for me
Every night that I'd wake up in a sweat, scared to death
You were the one that I'd turn to, to calm me down
I needed you
To save my innocent skin
From the sharp steel.
I just needed you to be that for me
I tried.
I wanted to be filled with joy
Not Confliction
You already knew how many times you'd been there,
Fixed me
You were; you were like the light at the end of the tunnel
It's the last time I called on you
With fresh stings lining my ribs
Fresh in my mind
When you still managed to
Just walk away from me
Like everyone else
Because you don't understand why
Why, I opened up
My body in twenty new places
Why, I keep doing this to myself
It was a road you had traveled down before
And you just weren't willing to travel it again
So as your light vanished
I was emersed; in the complete darkness of my mistake
And God willing
I was filled
With strength
Not of my own accord but that of which I had pleaded and prayed for
Going on months now
As the blood that streamed down my sides
Tears covered my face
Cold as the ice
That my heart had been made up of for so long
And that night
As I cried myself into my nightmares
I decided never again
Would I rely on the Earthly
Knowing
.. I'm gifted
.. I'm saved
.. I'm comforted
By the I Am
I walk for the Almighty
Who dissipates my darkness
And turns it into testimony
Knowing that never again will I have to walk alone.
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