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Her calm, her violence
A whisper and fury
Her cold, suffocating touch
She’s calling out to me
A few gasps of air
What was once daylight
Gives way to the darkness
She’s calling out to me
The harder I swim
The closer she gets
Her essence consuming
Shes calling out to me
My strength, exhausted
My vision, faded
My will, broken
She’s calling out to me
One last mayday
As I reach for her embrace
My life becomes hers
No longer does she call out to me
The hammer once wielded
To shatter this cold, hopeless heart
To be rebuilt with two
The hammer that built a life
With every imperfect and twisted board
Held together with such fragile nails
The hammer
The worn handle
The bent claws
The scarred head
The hammer that so fiercely
Tore it all down
To build it all back
warmer
Stronger
Bigger
That hammer
That has stood the test
Through hell itself
That hammer passed down
Called upon again
To shatter this old, aging heart
The heart
Not warm enough
Not strong enough
Not big enough
This hammer must fiercely
Tear this heart down
To build it all back
Warmer
Stronger
Bigger
Where there used to be room
For barely one
Then two
Three
Four
This hammer
That has stood the test
Needs to build room for more
In this I find,
What lies inside,
Weary heart,
Healing.
In this I find,
My child's eyes,
Pure, innocent,
Openness.
In this I find,
Through lovers touch,
Warm embrace,
Passion.
In this I find,
This world, mine,
Love, forgiveness,
Everlasting.
Just let go this time,
The pain you'll hardly notice.
It always comes back as high,
You have my word indeed, I promise.
It didn't return as planned?
Try a bit higher, you'll be astonished.
It will cut deeper but not to worry,
It will come back, you have my word, I promise.
Still falling short, you can't stop now.
Just reach higher, the plan is flawless.
When you're at the bottom what's left to lose.
It will come back, you have my word, I promise.
The last swing just cut you in two?
What a shame, too late to notice.
I'll eat the half that was to be,
And give the rest to death and misery.
No coming back, you have my word, I promise.
Close, distant, non-existent.
Millions simply swept away,
For an inquiry that may never be revealed.
Cosmic dust, questioning.
Billions of tiny, weary, wave lengths,
Tossed asunder from a miniscule blue spec.
Barely vapors biding their time.
Measured by rotations and shadows,
Of objects almost completely unknown.
Do we all suffer because of divine sovereignty?
Or just the universe methodically grinding dust to dust.
Do the grains of sand really matter
when the tide comes in
Do the autumn leaves really matter
when the winter wind whips relentless
Does the dam really matter
when the levy finally breaks
Do the bricks really matter
when the wrecking Ball is swung
Do the ashes matter
when the fire still rages on
Does six feet of dirt matter
when you lie buried beneath it
Do the screams of souls matter
When faced with the infinite void
Does it really matter
Knocking, pounding, silence
Pacing feverishly, nothing
Black and white, blue, waiting
Part, parting, departed
The eerie calm seas turn violent
Waves crash, she crashes, all crushed
Gravity pulls heavier and heavier
Legs cave, the unbearable weight
When, how, why, now
Two paths cross, only one remains
The little innocents, so innocent
face reality of love gained, so quickly lost
Planning plans for plans unplanned
Searching for answers for questions unknown
Stuff, stains, sickness, solace
Two bronze keys, nothing else
Phones ringing, ears ringing, head ringing
Peace for what lies ahead
Two paths cross, only one remains
I stand watch
My enemy, laying siege
To cracked and weathered walls
I stand watch
My prince and muse, stricken and ill
Fighting off invaders within
I stand watch
My princess, so meek and kind
Struggling in her own sickness
I stand watch
My queen, beautiful and tattered
So tired, yet somehow so strong
I stand watch
My kingdom, weary and worn
The very foundations shaking apart
Come fire, come fury, come hell itself
I stand here, braced for impact
I stand here
I stand watch
