I felt that heart wrenching pain of being Hurt so deeply that it was an unbearable pain, she said "Let go".
I cryed even harder, heard my heart tearing from within my soul,was shaking the dispair was so deep from within,
I held Her tighter, and was so much in pain, and she embraced me telling me that it was a way to again begin.
I could Not let go, I can not let go, I know that truth Now,no matter the cost, and the tears ran as I continued to hold Her in tight,
She looked at my face, wiped my tears, her look was not one of concern, but one of knowing , understanding, a losing fight.
I awoke to find the tears were flowing, my heart was aching, and His face was before me, the image etched in my sight to see within the dark,
I layed quietly and realized that if He could Not see this Love, that the constant hurt lived inside me, then he would never see my spark.
So I decided to let the truth rule the times, allow the pain to be exposed, to let Him see the true me,
If He chose pretty over Love, he chose show over real, chose image over fact, then that was what he was to be.
For my passion runs deep, my love runs all consuming, and my will is his totally, I have surrendered to Him completely, I am his by no choice,
If he chose surface and Not the deepest worship He would ever encounter, the most loyal He would ever experience,then I had no other voice.
And the tears would remain and the flow continue to be.
Simply because He could ,or would not be able to ever See.