Wait How can you say I don't need him? Were you there for it all, To see my pain and desolation? No, he was the one who helped me maintain control. Now, after being torn apart, Him turning to his old devices; And now causing so much hurt, You want me to abandon him to his vices. It cannot be done. I love him, and I'll wait So he can say, she's the one; The one who waited for me to turn from my mistakes. So after all we've been through, Individual and together, The end result can be true. A story of forever.

Maybe Then You'd Care If I wasn't here tomorrow Would anybody care? If my time was up, I wanna know You were happy I was there. If I wasn't here tomorrow Would anyone lose sleep? Maybe if I were cold and hollow THEN you would miss me.

Ready To Fly And now as the sun it sets, With the darkness rolling in, The angel prays her request, Her hearts desire to the end. Faith and perseverance, That's what's kept her strong. Even in times of turbulence, Those prayers have carried her on. As those prayers go to heaven, The perfect time is set, To put the plan in motion For the Lord's will to be met. Now as things come together That one link in her chain It starts to wear and weather, Lending every other link the strain. The key at the end starts to glow, And the links, they begin to shrink. That chain becomes more for show, Then joy pushes her to the brink. The angel's face is restored anew, But the only difference is, This time the facade is true; A real experience of bliss. And though the chain is still there, With it's heartbreak and temptation, Also pain and sadness, but where Now is waning satisfaction. Each connected to another Links big and strong to be a weight, Yet they also weaken together. As one loses power, the others share it's fate. With the Lord's perfect timing, It puts one to the test. Can the angel withstand each trying That sets her against the rest? The answer comes from trust in the key To each link to cause some damage; And make the angel ready to fly, Even with her iron grip baggage.

Angel's Bound Wings Every angel has her struggle, Heavy chains that weigh her down. Each link tells of a trouble, Keeping wings tied, and her on the ground. She tries her best to hide them, But under wings that seem so perfect, white Fades and falters the illusion; How does no one see what's in plain sight? One link tells of a love Daily tearing at her heart. Needing to rise above, Yet not willing to let it fall apart. Another shows temptation, Things no one would ever guess. Why should she need redemption? Such an angel could never need to confess. Continuing on, one shows pain. Hidden behind guarded eyes And indifference the angel restrains What would be tormented cries. Connected to this is sadness, The loneliest of them all. Unbidden in it's closeness, It says you're the only one to fall. Look not past the angel face, Though white, pure wings are bound with black. Everyone stays at the surface, Satisfied with what they see looking back. One should not look deeper To see why she does not fly. It suits to be ones own keeper, And simply pass the so called "angel" by. To them who pass she is all good, But in HER heart she knows she's not; And from where she's always stood, Hope glimmers from just one spot. Hanging at the end of the chain, Her key to freedom and to #life, The ONLY thing that can break the bain; The one and only Jesus Christ.

Outpour It's been a while since you've even looked my way. I remember a time when you couldn't look away. Yes, we are young, and people say young doesn't last; but with us there was a certainty that we could hold fast. That night we told Duane of our intentions, he said if we were willing to fight we could make it. We got our rings, mine was beautiful, and yours was strong. I got a necklace as well... Now the story takes a turn for the worse, those people who wanted us apart at the beginning began to try harder. Too bad those people were ones we both live with. Your distant cousin and my twin, who were also dating... They used what we feared most against us and tore us apart. Now I'm still waiting 3 months later, this "break" as you said, has lasted too long. However, I'm not ready to move on. I feel it deep inside that I'm meant to hold on. Please come back my love. You truly are the ONLY one for me, the only one I want.