salvation

i remember growing up, with their fighting downstairs...
all that screaming and shouting with a smack here and there.

i remember my brother and i, hiding behind his door,
hiding from the drunken slurs, and the bottles on the floor.

i remember each tear, and it's trail down my cheek,
and wondering how long i could last.. when i was already so weak.

i even remember fooling myself, thinking it was "normal" how i felt.
when really i was running from my fears, and trying to block them all out.

i relied on self-induced ignorance---close enough to bliss
because if my head was turned the other way, maybe the pain would go amiss.

only when life had knocked me down on my knees,
did i open my heart to him who'd answer my pleas...

The Father i can hide behind,
The Savior from my state of mind,
The Master i can always find,
My God through all of time.

The only One who could mend my broken heart with his promising words,
the promises more real than any i'd ever heard.

with Him i entered my new life,and the door was locked behind me,
the past didn't matter now, because God had set me free.

by CassidyEarly
posted on 03/10/2008

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