Thick Skin

When your heart and your mind are at war To what extent must you even the score? Scrap metal and bullets tearing their way through my body Soldiers marching, the heavy thud of boots trudging around; muddy Torn between what I think is right and what I feel is real My blasphemous thoughts shuddered by the sting of steel It weaves elegantly in and out of the threads that hold the secrets inside of my skin It dances along the very edge of everything that I’ve attempted to keep locked in Prisoners of the soul that I’ve learned to call my own Constantly scratching and clawing at the walls of their dysfunctional home I can hear the footsteps in the streets I hear their prayers, and their constant cries for peace The heart wants what the heart wants, but does it ever get it? And if mind rules body, can it harm it and never sweat it? And if fate is what is meant to be Then what is to become of me? Constant riots uproar, begging for this war to end F...

You stole my heart with a smile, and you broke it with a trigger pull You seemed so put together, but you really had your hands full Never feeling good enough, never living up to expectations You thought that you were failing, when all you needed was some patience And I wish that I had had that talk with you, where we share our secrets Instead of them weighing down on you, you could trust me to keep it You ask me where my scars are from, and I ask you why you want to leave Why you’re tired of being here with us, why your heart is on your sleeve You gave so much to us and maybe you took too much from yourself You, ever longing to fulfill a purpose greater than yourself I wish that there had been a better solution for you other than waiting Waiting for something better to happen, instead of looking to John 3:16 If it was eternal life you desired, then eternal life you shall get For you are the closest to any angel that I have ever met And I miss yo...

Hide your face because you’re ashamed to be who you are Never knew a destination could be so far Somewhere deep down you always knew that love was just a word And to think that a word can bring you happiness is just absurd It’s all about the journey they say About the mistakes you make along the way But mistakes are just excuses for falling from the path Believing that every choice we make has some sort of aftermath Whether it’s good or bad, it can define who we become When the truth is that we all fall victim beneath someone’s thumb We succumb to words, we falter to the simplest of sins Because we live in a world where nobody loses and nobody wins We all funnel into the same destiny; it is eminent that we go And in the end we are remembered not for who we are, but for who we know We ask ourselves our entire lives where happiness and love have gone When the answer to those questions is making your own heart your home For when nobody can seem ...