Monday, September 10, 2012

Light Beneath The Darkness

Light beneath the Darkness

Burning beneath the ground it shines
My hearts wickedness makes me vomit
Under it all my heart is rotten
How can it be
How can it be
That this Light
Beneath my grossness purifies
Every inch it touches
Cleansed
The scenes no one sees the acts behind the certain
The thoughts that make up the thinking
Poisoning the crevices it sees
Like a wild fire it peirces my mind
But
How can it be
How can it be
That this Light
Beneath my grossness purifies
Every inch it touches
Cleansed
Seemingly thinking I have to go back
Retracing my path of destruction
Making things harder even though it doesnt have to be
Hating moment by moment
Thinking I need this, it's the only way to live
Half way done the Light speaks
"What are you doing I've made a new way?!"
Retracing my retracted path
The pull of the path
Heavy weighing me back down
One step at a time braking through the Darkness
The Light beneath pushes my stubbornness towards the Thrown of Light
How can it be
How can it be
That this Light
Beneath my grossness purifies
Every inch it touches
Cleansed!

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Planting




The land is made with detailed darkness, not missing a corner
Looking appealing
Looking radiant as ever
Consuming the fruit it bears and as the minds take a quick glance
Captured by the utter darkness
Once your hooked
Once your tricked
Once your took
There's only one way out
Stumbling around the addictive tarn
Never seeming to come off
Scraping and scraping
Soon to find out there is nothing left…
There's nothing left
Dead is the flower in mid blizzard
Not getting up
The way out, where is it?
The way out, where is it?
Where's the exit?
I can't see it!!!
I can't see!!!
The sun still asleep
Aching for a breath of freedom and life
Waiting
Waiting
For that glimpse of hope
Just a peek
That's all
one glance
Shrieking back waiting to die

Unexpectedly the Light pierces the murky tar
In shock giving hope
The flower twitches
Life was presented as a beacon
Freedom permeated the air
And behold
In the midst of darkness
Planted there
Standing strong
Rooted so fast but deep
A lamp post
Pealing back the darkness
Shriveling the tar
Fresh life growing as a willow tree
And behold
In the midst of darkness
Planted there
Standing strong
Rooted so fast but deep
A lamp post
Freedom was brought, given and desired deep down
And behold
In the midst of darkness
Planted there
Standing strong
Rooted so fast but deep
A lamp post
Shining extravagantly with pure untainted life
Planted there
Rooted so fast but deep
A lamp post
A beacon of life
Drew Powell 
4/17/2012

Monday, April 16, 2012

The Voices Within

The Voices Within




The confusing world spits out something and wants people to follow em
What is truth? What is real?
The voices writhin ease their slick voices in deeper
Having just laying with him dreaming
Easing the pain of loneliness
You know the answer
You know the way
Why do other 'oppositions' seem so omnipotent
Seeing the short lived road ahead
Knowing the right
The attraction isn't the same of what they scream out
Why not that way?
The things I hear
The things I hear
The voices within
The confusing world spits out something and wants people to follow em
The voices within
These little nudges say its okay choose him, choose him
But things I only want is to choose the Man!
What the demons cry is so appealing
They only appeal because the banana is rotten
Ha
Good one
I spit this out knowing I'm not perfect
Don't got it together but i know What and Who does
Seemingly so far but yet so close I could feel
The warmth of His presence
Wondering how He smells
How He thinks of you (me)
I stand here and say the voices within are losing
Their ground is smaller
Why?
Why can't I just give
Life would seem so easy
What's it really about this life or the next
The dwindling of my soul it aches
What's this pain I feel?
Will it ever depart?
What's the meaning of life?
All these questions build like linkin logs in my mind
Stoping the Son shine
Braking through the Son, knowing I'm not perfect
Please I cry
What is this mercy?
I don't understand?
The linkin logs are surrounding me
The feeling of lowliness swallows me
Encaped with dought, fear, anxiouty
But I know the Light!
The Son
The Fathers embrace is like I'm home
But yet so close so far away
Closer than you think I'm here, stay with Me!


Drew Powell
4/5/2012