Out Of Alignment, Near A Town Called Grace

He drinks to numb the pain Pops pills to fulfill the lustful desire Blinded by the illusion of happiness in material and superficial things that he doesn’t see himself An empty vessel longing to be filled, yet looking in all the wrong places She cries in her room alone Longing for the touch that will

When Fear Flees

The perfect fantasy The perfect illusion of what Love is, come to the flesh The perfect delusion to hold on to The perfect feeling of now A hope that brings life Fear that crushes the spirit fled Being the perfectly imperfect and allowing the imagination to hold the Hope For nothing else brings such Joy

Wait, Recognize, and Act

When all you can do is wait When the ache becomes too great When the lying causes so much crying When you want to escape but there’s no where to hide Close your eyes and start praying inside Feeling his pain and the sword in his side Bleeding out to protect us all Knowing we’re

Protected: Should you be paid to stay home?

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Protected: Is there love in your relationship?

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