EXODOS

I lie awake, arms crossed on chest,
Trying to let this feeling out.
I close my eyes, but not to rest,
Til hunger is satisfied by shout.

In this dream of reality,
I fight, to survive I must.
For in my own insanity,
There is no one I trust.

And as I cry into the night,
There stands no one to see,
This broken and pathetic sight.
Who cries this lonesome plea.

Please listen to my voice I pray.
And throw this not to death.
For this pain of hurt here as I lay.
It takes away my breath.

As in this last and final toll,
Just listen as I speak.
But under this ominous control.
My spirit now lies beat.

And forth he went from that cot.
Forged of spikes and steal.
Although he understood the plot.
This love he had was real.

But now all his love dwells within.
The true Almightly one.
Who protects him from that deadly sin:
Father, Holy Ghost, and Son.

Written By : Matthew Price

Matthew is Christa's Boyfriend and has been for 3 years
You are a wonderful young man Matthew and Welcome to
our Family

POETRY

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