"There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake and in the infinite cold
But You sing to me over and over and over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands
And pray to be only Yours
I pray to be only Yours
I know now You're my only hope
Sing to me of the song of the stars
Of Your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that You have for me over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands
And pray to be only Yours
I pray to be only Yours
I know now You're my only hope
I give you my destiny, I'm giving You all of me
I want Your symphony singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs, I'm giving it back
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands
And pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I pray to be only Yours
I know now You're my only hope"
This is the poetical language of a chaotic, bipolar mind and the communication of a beating heart. ****WARNING: This Blog contains references to thoughts of self harm and may cause triggers. The use of profanity and references made are not meant to be taken as discrimination towards anyone's rights, actions or beliefs. Reader discretion advised.*****
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Only Hope.
To the soul out there that truly loves me, though I don't know you I know you're out there somewhere among the stars....