My life is a series of breadcrumbs, often eaten by birds.
Taking away what's necessary to survive.
Screams pierce through for the Bread of Life,
Often finding myself living a lie.
Conscious from an early age of who I should be,
But the paths to get there I could never see.
Placing my life on hold,
Attempting to grab something warm, soon turned cold.
I am positive I'm the sum of my victories and failures,
Even though which were what, I couldn't tell you.
Love which seemed limitless,
Causing grief when I wanted to give less.
My destiny, she calls to my future to grab my attention,
But neither could get close to me.
I wanted more than what I had,
Be a better husband, a greater Dad.
I failed grievously, miserably,
Laughing to keep from choking on my tears.
Asking God why did he leave, was my life a joke?
My life you could have,
Wishing I could figure out how to cut it off soon,
Like constantly looking for the Sun, but only finding the Moon.
How was I to persevere?
At times not thankful for my own life.
Wondering if I left, would I leave a mark,
Or would I just be the subject of gossip and talk.
Scraping the barrel, reaching for whatever I could,
Not thinking about the things I really should.
Days seem deary, night was all that was near me.
Attempting to Love, when I didn't know her name,
If I wrote it down, It would still be the same.
I wasn't worthy to take anyone's hand,
Working so hard to be a better man,
Looking to God for His original plan.
No one knew the depths of my soul,
How far I fell, giving the norm was the way to go.
Faking it, attempting to make it,
So glad God didn't take it.
Because this Love is all I have,
The greatest gift He embedded into this soul.
Finally awaking to the light He created in me,
Understanding I could be anything He wanted me to be,
So when He spoke into my life He said, I am He.
The End
Part I: The Evacuation of Mourning
Part II: In the Process of Time
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