I Am Just The Creation
I am just the creation, God is my creator. He is the painter I am the blank sheet of paper.
I am just the creation, God is my creator. He is the painter I am the blank sheet of paper.
I stood laughing in the sun
Talking and dreaming with Guardian
We danced, we played, we hugged, and sighed
Then darkness came then Guardian was gone
I searched to find my friend, my Guardian
So I can feel protected again.
Seconds passing by like minutes
Guardian was still hidden
I saw something in the corner of my eye
The darkness hid it all too well
I couldn’t even tell, it was Guardian
Something was different, something was wrong
Now hiding from the light
Cowering in darkness from my sight
No more talking and dreaming
Or dancing and playing
We neither hugged nor sighed
But instead I lied down and cried
Guardian was different, but what?
I couldn’t see clearly enough
I was scared even when Guardian was near
I closed my eyes and counted to ten, only to find that I’m still here
This demon no longer an angel
Was this angel always like this? Why couldn’t I see?
My eyes, they lied! As well as my heart.
My eyes full of so much of darkness. Just like my heart.
I finally saw the truth when I got down on my knees.
I couldn’t do this on my own. I finally realized the truth
.
Lord, show me the way. Take away the pain. I’m tired of feeling scared, and ashamed.
Hold me and comfort me. Save me.
Save me from myself, from my heartache, from this grave that I continue to dig for myself.
Lord be with me, and guide me. I know I can no longer do this on my own. I need you and I need you alone
You are my Savior and my Redeemer.
written by-CreatorandtheCreation
I just created an artist account on grooveshark. I can’t wait to start getting my music up there. ^^
Stuck behind a glassy frame,
will I ever be free?
My heart is pounding in my chest,
trying to get away from me.
Who can hear my calls,
who can hear my prayer?
I’m stuck behind this looking glass.
This fear will never go away.
I leaves me completely exposed.
As I take another breath…
someone whispers in my ear…
“There is no escape,
there is only fear.”
Will I let fear take control of me,
or can I get a grip?
I need to stay strong and try to save myself,
to get me out of this Hell.
~written by Creatorandthecreation