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Come my child, it's time to leave
Let me take you from darkness and need
Let me lead you towards the light
Stay no more in this dark night
God, oh God, why have you left me?
To wallow in pain and in misery
I know the answer, please just go
Leave me here in my sorrow
I am not worthy to see your face
I belong here in the darkest place
I'm sure you've got other things to do
Other people to see more worthy of you
My child, my child, take my hands
These scars match yours, please understand
I bled and I died so you would see me
I bled and I died so you could be free
Free from this darkness and all this pain
Free to walk in the light again
You've already chosen to seek my face
You know you will see me in the heavenly place
You see? That's just it. I know what to do
Why focus on me when others need you?
Yes this is true, others need me as well
Know this, dear one, ALL will be well
But how can you say that
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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