eclairage ecrivain - The Lines

I run in the yellow lines...
I am in Gods hands
because the traffic
just moves around me.
I am reckless with fear
as my mind drives
me to race the yellow lines.
I would like to be above a tramp but
I'll be sleep running in risks
until dawn.
Your love has
become a desert
but it used to be paradise.
We have always lived
so many miles apart.
Yet there used to be
no distance in my heart.


The tides rush in to become
the lines of a seashore.
My footprints wash away
until I make some more.
I am soaked
but memorized bible
verses warm my heart.
The lines are endless
but I sing better than
I did before.


You made
all the lines crocked.
Your soul went backward
and forward trying to get me hypnotized.
It took me along time to decide
that I wasn't mesmerized.
Its up to God and me to make
them honorably straight.
I had to leave because
your crocked lines would
have crushed me
under your weight.
My ribs are
hugging my skin
but you'll never crush me.



In this world
I don't walk alone.
My sorrow doesn't
hurt me because
God will guide me
on the tight line.
I'll be finding my way through a
day and I'm leaving
a sewer of
regrets.
Gods love always
walks with me on
the invisible line.



Gods design makes the
impossible become
possible in time.
In his world a tramp
becomes a ballerina.
He is just shaping
the cocoon.
I'll be walking out
of ashes any time soon

eclairage ecrivain

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