Foothills

Over the hills                            8/25/2016

It was always about the wait

And it was always about the time

Running me and running you

And running out

Over my head.

We were supposed to be happy

And look at the positive side

But in the end

Something went wrong

And there was no turning back.   

I fell through a crack

And maybe that is all it is

An accidental mistake

While sleep walking through life.

But climbing out

I cannot help but notice

That something has changed

And will never be the same. 

The guy who fell down

He is dead

But the man I am

Is entirely something else. 

His rope was cut

And he fell into a hole

A bottomless crack

Black as coal. 

Now I am the odd man

The one who thinks too much

Thinking too far ahead

And looking over my shoulder.  

The one who searches

And scans the crowd

Whispering to God

To save us all.  

No longer believing

What other people say

Now that I know

And now that I see. 

Crush it all

And throw it away

Every single thing

False, fake, and wasted.

All that matters

Is what we make it

Surviving and fulfilling

Every promise.

He will come

And he is closer than ever

Stronger than the world

Beautiful, perfect, and free.