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Array ( [sid] => 105455 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => the scars begin to form (thank you) [time] => 2005-09-11 00:32:04 [hometext] => god gives us scars to remember what we've done [bodytext] => forever have my eyes bled tears
and always have i cried alone
and everytime i ran away
your open arms i called home

who could have thought
that your wrists would beed for me
the nails hit their targets
opening eternity

i have fallen on the ground
and it is far to comforting
raise me up, oh lord
this life of mine's distorting

i have new twisted views
or maybe their all lies
i tell myself to comfort me
as my spirit dies

i've tried to hold myself
but i cannot seem to match
the glorious comfort
of your unfailing grasp

i died before i knew you
and im killing me again
you died for me once too
but it did not end

you gave me chances left and right
you told me 'its okay..."
everytime i faulter
you love me anyway

you never shut your eyes on me
as i kept my blood running
the thought of you upon a cross
could never seem so stunning

but knowing that it saved this world
for eternal damnation
is hard for me to fathom
that painful sensation

you killed yourself so i could live
me, a worthless no one in this world
but you saw me more as that
of a tiny little pearl

i see myself in this mirror
and cry at what i see:
a person knowing what he's done
should cost him right to be

but you break these mirrors
everytime they blind me
and somehow manage to smile
and set the past behind thee

you love me more than me
more than i could love you
i love you lord with all i am
but that surly will not do

i cry at night for your hand
it always comes around
and when im lost in this world
i always end up found

and as my blood finally dries
and the scars begin to form
you turn to me and tell me that
you'll love me forevermore [comments] => 5 [counter] => 270 [topic] => 11 [informant] => abnormalpunk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry )

the scars begin to form (thank you)

Contributed by abnormalpunk on Sunday, 11th September 2005 @ 12:32:04 AM in AEST
Topic: ChristianPoetry

forever have my eyes bled tears
and always have i cried alone
and everytime i ran away
your open arms i called home

who could have thought
that your wrists would beed for me
the nails hit their targets
opening eternity

i have fallen on the ground
and it is far to comforting
raise me up, oh lord
this life of mine's distorting

i have new twisted views
or maybe their all lies
i tell myself to comfort me
as my spirit dies

i've tried to hold myself
but i cannot seem to match
the glorious comfort
of your unfailing grasp

i died before i knew you
and im killing me again
you died for me once too
but it did not end

you gave me chances left and right
you told me 'its okay..."
everytime i faulter
you love me anyway

you never shut your eyes on me
as i kept my blood running
the thought of you upon a cross
could never seem so stunning

but knowing that it saved this world
for eternal damnation
is hard for me to fathom
that painful sensation

you killed yourself so i could live
me, a worthless no one in this world
but you saw me more as that
of a tiny little pearl

i see myself in this mirror
and cry at what i see:
a person knowing what he's done
should cost him right to be

but you break these mirrors
everytime they blind me
and somehow manage to smile
and set the past behind thee

you love me more than me
more than i could love you
i love you lord with all i am
but that surly will not do

i cry at night for your hand
it always comes around
and when im lost in this world
i always end up found

and as my blood finally dries
and the scars begin to form
you turn to me and tell me that
you'll love me forevermore

Copyright © abnormalpunk ... [ 2005-09-11 00:32:04]
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Re: the scars begin to form (thank you) (User Rating: 1 )
by kerrah681 on Sunday, 11th September 2005 @ 12:41:48 AM AEST
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Really...this is good, I feel the same way half the time, my poetry reflects this as well, I wonder about the same things you speek of, wow! Excellent write, its one of the poems Ive liked alot here on this site, thanks for sharing, keep putting it all on paper(or typing it out...LOL), I do, its one of the ways I try to stay sane myself.

Re: the scars begin to form (thank you) (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Sunday, 11th September 2005 @ 12:59:49 AM AEST
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I love this, that you are beginning to see the light, and that you are never alone. In your darkest hour you are never alone. He is there waiting for you to open up and let him in to bring happiness and fulfillment. You are amazing and you need to know that.

Love,
Rita

Re: the scars begin to form (thank you) (User Rating: 1 )
by pUnKa_RaCh on Sunday, 11th September 2005 @ 02:26:35 AM AEST
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Moving write..and I appreciate your honesty...

Like you, I thought I knew God but found myself still hurting and cutting myself.. but God is always ready to forgive and consoles us if we ask.......

God sees what the heart is and perceives our real potential...which I find a real comfort.

and I am so glad another troubled soul has turned to God....well done to you. HE will bless tenfold.

Again, great write!!!! Keep writing your thoughts down.

Re: the scars begin to form (thank you) (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Sunday, 11th September 2005 @ 04:17:54 AM AEST
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This is a beautiful and hopeful piece. Your faith and submission are beautiful, and may you find fulfillment and peace from His hand.

God bless!

Andrew

Re: the scars begin to form (thank you) (User Rating: 1 )
by russ-dawg on Monday, 12th September 2005 @ 08:47:02 PM AEST
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*tear drop* *tear drop* OMG that was such a beautiful poem it had so much feeling and srength and wow that is my new all time faverite poem ever! please, please, please keep writing!!!

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