Taken - part 1

Iam still here but I am taken

I sit here, I smile, but still I am taken

I run from the shame .....am I forsaken ?

What is the equation to   SOME kind of substantial peace

What s the method to formulate a way to cancel out the images of my past.

Then silence speaks and advises me  ..(sigh) thanks for all your help!

I put my heart on the stove , put it  to 200 degrees

And this heat of hate flows out of me.

 I ve bared the pain from that time in my life yet iam still tending to my wounds

But what do i do.....what do  i do                

      

God iam trying but iam slipping away an day by day darkness covers me ..slowly surrounding me.

Never let loose on healing tears but carry all my fears like i went on a shopping spree....the credit card being me...,scanning my life against things which weren’t meant to be.

God where are you i need you , i sometimes feel  you’ve already left me because of the wrong i have done and the songs i’ve sung, i don’t know if ull ever forgive me.

Yet I hear a small still voice saying hold on.

So i as enjoy the grey shaded rainbow and the cold breeze on my skin

I wont yet ..i cant yet  give in

So ill take advice from the still voice instead of the silence

And keep holding on , for one day i hope it will all be ok an when it is i know , i will be found