A Beautiful Mess
The voices in my head
Laughs and stalks
Mocking their way to my heart
My heart has a door
The key Jesus
He is who opens and locks.
The voices in my head
Laughed and stalked
Troubled in the waters
Moving into the sands
Of sins multiplied.
They cannot stay in a bin
Too much, don't touch
Or you may get...
The voices in my head
Laughs and stalks
Mocking their way to my heart
Drop they say, drop
Stop I say, stop
They say,
You were made to be this way
?
No! A lie from the pit
There's too much clarity,
Not of my own but what is...
Sown.
Faith.
I am more than
The voices in my head
That laugh and stalk
Knockin down whatever
Peace-ability I have.
They come from a dark place,
You know,
No Salvation lives there
From the pit
Where it came
No return.
But a silent voice
Calls out in the day
Calls out in the night
Tells me everything,
Everything is alright.
Trust in this voice
Silent in heart
Must be salvation
Trying since the start
To get in my mind.
There is nothing more
Fallible
Then one stuck
In time.
What a fool
I was,
Now
It's understood.
The voices in my head
laughs and stalks
Trying to mock their way to my heart.
I stop them with one clear
Move to faith
Jesus is key
You see?
In this Peace-poetry
God is the place
Where rest sits
On this face
And many others.
The truth is now known
I know ones would hate it so.
No perfections in this
Earth, just a beauiful mess
I cannot stress.
Peace-ability is not your own
You cannot reap
What you have not
Sown.
Trust is the must
Jesus is the only
Truth
Way
Life.
This you must know
This we must show,
Find,
Found.