Too Preach Of Miracles That Are True And Real

Fraudulent miracles
make miracles seem false and left to be forgotten
in the midst of the perfection, upon the horns of the hooded saint
swept away into another world within a single breath and not a chance to take
forgetting what's real and what is fake
oh, for shall I be forgiven for the sins that I have commit
being turned into a battered and broken man

risen from below, sent to free the hurt within the minds that weep in the eyes of truth
the fact is this, the words I preach will touch your heart and move you and leave you with a mark
the words leak from the page and make you feel what it's like to hurt
yet then have the strength in the end to learn to be loved and to love yourself
the secret of life that remains to be hidden, yet placed right in front of us
in a different perspective may we see
yet with closed eyes the angels repeat,

"I know that you're hurting, yet your choice to mend is within the choice you make and the choice you make will create your path in search of pure and true happiness and in search of dreams that sway upon the highest of trees."

yet no other words have yet to come to mind
within love may these demons be released
yet love is more than what I can stand
leaving me a battered and broken man

this world is full of beauty, it's all that I see
yet sadness clings upon the vines within the field of roses and where I lay to be lost within a dream
shouting of pain from what haunts within
the love I had that was stripped away
the pain of loss is what I can't stand

I had the chance to show myself and my true thoughts and the chance to tell you everything
yet that has passed and I'm left behind
left in denial of what hurts inside
left with unsaid truths that would comfort you

the tears that have fallen, the memories that I hold
keep me in a one state of mind
never leaving the boundaries of faith
yet may this crowd endeavor in honor of me
nothing but a battered and broken man
covered in a liquid that slows the progress
filled with poison to rot the conscious

with wishes and prayers may I be awoken
in a world that will never forget what miracles I have made and the souls that I have saved
and the path that I had traveled to become a man who shall be seated in a throne
yet the fortress holds the past filled with loneliness in the palm of its hand
like the memories still cling to each of the thorns
and pictures remind me of the love that I have lost
before I said the love I feel, I will forever feel, is the love that still sways within my soul for you
losing myself in the emptiness you bring

the rain now pours upon the land of God
my spirit now lifted and sprung into arms
comfort is felt and the hole is filled
with the feeling of love and what it's like to have everything
I feel a feeling never felt before, the chance of a lifetime, a dream come true
with a hand in reach, God, I reach out to you

"Thank you for the blessing of breathing as a miracle, and the chance to reach out to those in need, providing the wisdom to help and teach, for all to follow and to be a leader to all that believe, one day the star that I had reached out for will become in grasp and the life I had dreamed of will be the life I will live."

for that prayer will soar through many skies in many disguises to find its way to you, my Lord
no evil is great enough to break its strength from reaching your heart
sent from one who has fallen to the bottom, within faith and prayer brought back to life
to live in your secret, to preach of the truth and to share of its guidance
within hopes and prayers this reaches you, a touch of confidence and the will to mend the broken and hurt
may I have your permission to proceed in this world?