what i believe

this is what i believe.
i believe something went terribly wrong.
i believe in the brokenness of every one.
i believe in the existence of a cure.
i believe there is a God.
i believe there is a reason for everything.
i believe this life is full of pain.
i believe this life is not the only.
i believe the words of Christ.
i believe He took the bullet for me.
i believe i don’t always believe this.
i believe that is my deepest shame.
i believe faith does not equal happiness.
i believe faith is a source of comfort.
i believe i have a reason for joy
i believe i have a reason for tears.
i believe i don’t know much.
i believe God wants to be chosen
i believe He doesn’t make us slaves
i believe mercy sounds like silence.
i believe grace is blind to deeds.
i believe that is my only hope.

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echo

one decision ends my life
made one thousand times
quick to choose and to regret
the chance was ever mine

the wrong words seem to echo
though only after they’ve been said
i cannot live it better
only over in my head

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end too soon

i’ll be honest with you
i’m only capable of lies
i know my place and play the role
of a prince in a frog disguise

see this story ends too soon
everything fades to black
before the magic, before the kiss
before i win her back

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shoulder rose

she stumbled out in front of your car
arms up wiping blood from her nose
you wouldn’t have recognized her
if it wasn’t for her shoulder rose

a little faded on older skin
you held her hand as she winced
two months later she slapped your face
and you haven’t seen her since

for a while she was a ghost
in the night, you’d think you see
you hoped for her everytime
there was a message on your machine

and through your windshield you can hear
her shouting, “watch where you’re going!”
oh the questions you could ask
you’re mostly afraid of knowing

pull the key out and open the door
you used to pray you’d find her
touch the rose that she once swore
would serve as a reminder

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when it dies

there is a sound love makes when it dies
most people mistake it for a sigh
and by the time they realize
it’s all over but goodbye

and she doesn’t want to hurt him
because he looks for her to heal
she’s terrified about forever
but more afraid of how he’ll feel

when kindness could not stand for love
she confessed one night what he had known
to ease her guilt he said “go or stay,”
“either way i am alone”

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