Deborah.
You were right.
I do need to find my wings.
I do need to fly.
I need to show
Everyone around me
They have nothing
To be afraid of.
I need to remind them
Of the words of Jesus.
“Don’t be afraid.”
My soul cries tears these days.
I know you know that.
I know you’ve see that.
Those tears are true.
They are there
Because they should be.
I can no longer close my eyes
To the hurt I see
In those around me.
It’s time for me
To find my wings.
And fly.
Deborah.
My long time friend.
There are times I wish
I could just talk
With you.
There are times I wish
I could ask you
How you cope
With all the hurt you see
In the people around you.
But when I stop
And listen to the words
My heart whispers
In my ear,
I know.
You understand.
There’s nothing
To be afraid of.
And I know too.
That’s what you tried
To show me.
Years ago.
Just like I know
I need to show
The people around me
They don’t have to be
Afraid.
I wish there was a way
I could explain it to them.
But I know I can’t.
I know they have to learn,
Like I did.
To listen to their hearts.
I wish it was not too late
For some of them.
But I now it is.
I know they’ll never change.
Never wake up.
Never see
What’s going on.
I wish there was a way
I could tell them
That the emptiness
They sometimes feel.
Is real.
Not a figment
Of their imaginations.
Not a bad dream.
I wish I could show them
How much they run.
How much they hide.
All the ways they escape.
From life.
It’s not just the ones
That turn to drugs.
Or sex.
Or alcohol.
It’s the video games.
The chat rooms.
The smart phones.
Facebook.
Twitter.
Tumblr.
The erotic romance novels.
The oceans of books.
The movies.
Anything, and everything.
Just to avoid the feeling
That something’s wrong.
Deborah.
My long time friend.
You were right.
It’s time for me
To find my wings.
It’s time for me
To find a way
To touch the lives
Around me
Each day.
And if I can.
With God’s help.
To wake them up.
And show them.
They don’t have to be afraid
To live
Anymore.
Mark.
My Soul's Tears 