The Lords prayer

I ask myself from the darkest corner of the furthest spot in my mind:

What's come of thee?

Why choose this path?

Doest thou think I'm out of time?

It's worth it.

I beg the lord, as I flow with tears, to make this right one day.

I kneel down, on my humility, and fold my hands and pray.

God make this right

God make this right

I intend to pay whats due

I beg you Lord

high above

show me what to do

For here I stand

With a broken heart

searching for peace within

And asking you

from all my soul

forgive me of my sins

Amen.

A soft prayer

As if begging for forgiveness  
For falling in love
Had cast a spell
From high above
We always prayed
But never thought 
That what would come 
Would begin with draught     
Can we make our way?
We soon shall see
For there is no eye
In the spelling of we      
I bless this love
And I beg for light 
To guide our spirits
As they take flight

Not lost

I always thought I was to fly with the angels 
until I abandoned my perfect wings
I hear the words from distant voices
from the memories as they sing
My heart is filled with compassion 
and my spirit embraces love
but that dream that I had 
from long ago 
is hidden in clouds above
Still, I hold a visions of hope in the strongest part of my mind
Ill never give up on that distant dream
regardless of its time
I beg the Lord
high above 
who sees what I have done
forgive me father
for I have sinned
but I shall fight 
until I have won.