You Have Legs...Use Them

"I Will Not Pretend That We Are All Friends, When All Of Us Know That We'Re Not. And I Am Afraid Of Pulling My Name, Away From The Places I Know I'Ve Been On This Slow Down Descent."                                                                                                                                      ～ Deas Vail

~ Have Legs ... Use Them ~     

In moments like these I hope too much.

I dream up responses that let go of, instead of holding on.

The hope does not seem to be as real as it once was.

This is where my faith needs to take over and show me how to believe.

Targeting the balance of the left and the right.

Taking up arms against the heart.

And taking shots at the mind.

Duck and cover for this world is gonna blow.

It will rise up in flame.

It will enter into the line that was never supposed to be crossed.

A little further down the road.

A little to close to Hell.

In moments like these, I wish to much.

I see the stars and remember not all of them are real.

I hope, hope decides that it will manifest out of me.

Even when I need to reach deep down inside while I flee.

The shot is lined up after I moved from the right to the left.

Finger on the trigger.

The pulse is the beat.

Duck and cover for this world is gonna blow.

Enter in and enter out.

Move your butt to a better place.

Enter in enter out.

Regret does nothing but get in the way.

String along brilliant acts.

Get together and breathe in more than contrition.

Break down the fence that is holding you back.

Take the shot and bring yourself to a place of happiness.

In moments like these I am a kid that knows his place.

In moments like these this Hell transforms into something worthwhile.

While the hope secures faith.

And the faith depends on how much I wish to represent my belief.

Doubt equals a soul who chose it over believing.

Two sides of the same coin. 

Both used for target practice.

Duck and cover for this world is going to blow.

Erase it and move on.

Learn and travel further.

Hope for the faith that is inside all. 

For it is better to live than to stand still.

You have legs ... Use them. 

Hypocrites and Pharisees

"This paper posed as photographs. This promise snapped with time elapsed. You think you do, but you don't know me at all. Last chance to find what we believe. I hope you save those you've deceived. You think you do, but you don't know me at all"                                                                         ~Sullivan

~Hypocrites and Pharisees~ 

Why do we pray to gain favor from others?

Why do we think our prayers are higher than our brothers?

Hypocrites and Pharisees are to shallow to know. 

Hypocrites and Pharisees are to knowledgeable to truly understand.

How are we praying? 

How are we going about talking to the ruler of this world and the next? 

He knows the heart of his people.

He knows the mind of the individual.

Why do we only pray when it is convenient?

Why do we pray when we are trying to get prideful gain?

Hypocrites and Pharisees are blind to the simple and true.

Hypocrites and Pharisees pray just to hear their own words.

Take this heart and let it be an offering up to thee. 

Take this mind and wash it clean, so I may pray with meaning and with glee. 

I fall short so let it be an offering up to thee.

I fall short so let it be a way to repentance and glee.

All of my words stand before me.

As I pray and ask for Him to take away the pain.

My voice cries out to my maker.

As my eyes become wet and bloods flows through my veins.

I have flesh that follows up on my faults. 

It prevents me from the perfection I wish to achieve.

One day I will be ushered, into eternity.

One day I will be with my King.

But for now here I am on this Earth.

Humbling myself before the throne. 

I do not want to be like the hypocrites and Pharisees.

I do not wish to die with only riches that make me feel alone.

Why do we pray to gain favor from others?

What is the point of shooting our God?

Why do we pray to light fires and burn the ones we love?

What is the point of killing them when they deserve to be saved?

Hypocrites and Pharisees try to save themselves through Religion and spirituality.

They gloat and show how perfect they can be.

They sign their letters they send to men, God.

And  at the bottom the P.S. reads, "Let me take your sins away."

No man can take away sin.

No man can be spiritual enough in this day.

Religion does not have the answer.

Religion is the crutch that people use when they do not know how to pray.

I choose to depend on my maker.

I choose to pray with an attitude that humbles me to Love. 

I choose to live and grow based on the words of God.

I choose to be a real individual and pray, not to impress those around me.

But to pray my sins and doubts away.