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light blinding,
shadows dark.
i'm drawn to both,
both leave their mark.

two sides, two truths

I fall and fall and fall again, trying
so hard to justify the lack of light under my skin.

He came and died and rose again, denying
himself to justify my lack of life because of sin.

I'm lost and unable to save.

He finds me and my soul awakes.

I'm far from brave.

He gives me grace.

I am in need and weak.
And without his mercy, I'll self-destruct.
I'll break, and lust will overtake my cross-given freedom.

I am satisfied in him when my weakness is known.
His mercy takes away the wreckage that once owned me.
I break, but lust loses flame to burn my blood-stained freedom.

[now i know]

i'm caught in the midst of this beautiful evil
that captivates, yet pains me. its hands stretch out
as if to comfort, but reaching towards it now i feel

no air
left in
my lungs.

why has my heart begun to fold

into
a new and
crude routine?

i'm lost in the midst of this blinding upheaval
that leads, yet undermines me. its words come out
as if to help, but listening closely now i know

the truth
does not
deceive.

my dark heart soon will see and go

into
a new and
truer light.