A Crack in the Foundation

"Sooner or later you'll find out there's a hole in the wall. Sooner or later you'll find out that you'll dream to be that small." ~ Switchfoot

~ A Crack in the Foundation ~

In the past there is a suspicious space between the wall and the door.

A crack that appears to be broken, more so than it should.

Splintering and weaving, creating more lines than healing.

This space is all you had left before you hit the floor.

Under the blood shot eyes of lovers dreams.

Through the dark places of family screams.

Into the depths of friendships in toil. 

There lies a hope, that could fix this scene.

Ripping and tearing and become more than what it once was.

An increase of space in between the lines.

What is more sad than a foundation beginning to die?

What is more sad than hope that feels so far away?

Together and alone.

Crowds of people yet morose.

Hands falling on hands.

And lips being used to kiss and betray.

Our lives are but one tale.

All woven and created.

A canvas being created for more than this life.

And in the cracks there is a way to repair what has been lost.

Do not overthrow your lover.

Do not seek out hate against your brother.

Do not try and one up the other.

For love is what will bind, not this scalpel coming down.

Stitch it up and forgive to get better.

Love more than self to show you can love one another.

For the bloodshot eyes need not apply.

When it comes to those who are on or have crossed your eye.

Let your present be more than that of your past.

Do not be defined by what you did but by what you do.

Hello sweet melodies of love and daring.

Goodbye to the curse that parries all of your caring.

Staring at the Sun

"I took the fire escape and made it out alive. Yeah, I still burn from time to time, but I've a healing hand against my side."

                                                            ~Relient K

~Staring at the Sun~

To start the day forgiving the sun for not coming up yet.
And at night forgiving it for going away. 
Listening to the light of the day.
And asking for it to stay.  

Hearts are bound inside prisons.
That are sunk below the sea.
Hearts deserve to be set free. 
Even when they must forgive thee.

Looking for dreams to interpret.
Looking for a way to forgive. 
Being scared as life keeps crashing down.
And instead of doubting,  believing that forgiveness will come.  

All the wrongdoings brought before.
Must be forgiven if you are to stand tall.
Not to be better than them.
But to do good by the maker. 

Taking love and giving it away.
 Who do I give it to?
Taking my heart and giving it away.
Who do I bring it to?

Seventy times a day I fail.
Seventy times a day I lie.
Times that by seven equals how much my heart crumbles.
Times that by seven and that is how much flesh I was given to squander. 

But I do not wish these things to be in me or others.
I want to be strong.
I want to love.
I want more than the dark in my eyes. 

Wish the best to those who wronged you.
Do not seek evil or revenge against them.
But weep when they are hurt, and do not be pleased when they fall.
To make things right if possible, and come to them if they need help. 

Looking up to the sky I see the sun staring down.
It makes me clean yet my eyes still burn. 
Taking the pain and staying true to the teachings of love.
To use the sun that I see to forgive the sin against me just as I was forgiven for sinning against you.

For inside your arms you forgave us.
Even if we have no reason to be forgiven.
For inside your abundance I was made clean.
Even if my life has been dirty.

For the dirt can be washed away.
And love can be the water.
Rain fall and help me forgive.
Help me forgive the wrongdoers and love despite the pain.