Angels and demons will part at the divide of thine heart.

Ferocious battles are taking place in your heart.

It will help, it will hurt. And there will be victories in good, and in evil.

I'm thinking that angels would save you. If you would let them.

Holding on to the darkness.
Oh, hold tightly to the darkness for it's where your comfort remains.
You're not comfortable with the truth.
The truth is, and as with others, I've seen fairly.

That…
Boy is you're your god.
You say you love Jesus? Please redefine love.
You call on your boyfriend to save you.
You call your boyfriend on forgiveness more than the savior that actually forgives.

Boy is your god. It happens all the time. It's a sad, sad fact. And, in reality. The unknowingly oppressed girl won't recognize it as truth. They will NOT admit they have such dependence and need for their romance.
Boy is your god.
Because boy is more of a priority than your life it's self.

Boy> Your future. Your family. Your friends. Your education. Your personality. Your God. Your life.
I didn't say or equal too.

I said greater than.

Boy > God…. In the deceived eyes you see through. Deceived is correctly used.

God > Boy. A lies been told in the latter. Believe this. Cling steadfast to the truth of grace. Godspeed. Godspeed.

Ever said or thought to yourself…
"I wish I was like I was back then!"
Or people said to you…
"You've changed so much!"

There is a battle of hearts, of minds, of future and time.
This snow globe is shaking up a storm; it seems you're the only one torn.


I'll be fair, it happens to some guys, but not as much we're wired differently and emotional attachment is a feat that takes much work.

Ask yourself one thing.
Is it worth it?
Is it worth the downcast eyes your wake up to in your morning mirror?
Or the feeling of regression slightly shifting in to high gear?
To some extent I believe the statement that says…
"No man is worth your tears, and the one who is….Won't make you cry."

Is it worth the personality exclusion and the loss of a community of friends that you hold dearly? You can say that you don't need them, and they "don't matter" Maybe even that we never even cared. OH, but you know we cared. You know they matter. You know friends can be friends forever. When angels dance on their lips, love imparts, and there is relational longevity through forgiveness.

I hate it that girls can't find their independence before finding the
requirement
the must.
a need.
of some guy who wins them over swiftly with lofty lies and shifty eyes.

Ever ask yourself why girls say yes to a proposal…
(Better yet, why guys ask so early?)
IN UNDER A YEAR OF DATING?

It could be, just could be, that they "fell" in LOVE! They were made for each other and that they are just perfect and going to be together forever.

I'll make an intellectual suggestion first.

Don't believe that malarkey!

There is probably some physiological reasoning and some contextual history to the resolve they chose.
Some say they're desperate for attention.
Some say they're in "need" of a companion. (Most the time this category always settles for less, thus, perpetuating the divorce rate enormously, because they're always the first ones to cut the knot after it's been tied. Because they realize…"Hey, I settled for less.")

Whenever I get the amazing opportunity to raise a child, my baby girl, will know who is going to fill her heart.
She won't need attention from boys with intention.
She'll see, in me, the trust she needs.

I'll be her daddy. As Abba father is to you and to me.

That is where the issue rest.
A heart issue, a hole being filled issue.
Typically a father issue for ladies.

Facts state girls without a solid father figure in their life are so much more prone to.
Have sex at an earlier age.
Smoke.
Drink.
Try drugs.
Get pregnant.

But, you can fill that hole.
With something else than someone who doesn't hurt you heart as much.
With friends that lift you up.
With family that take you in.
With a God, who takes your sin.

You can fall in love. But, you can't fall out of life.
Relationships are good when set in priority with the rest of the reality that is life.
There are better ways to die. So don't kill yourself with indulging necessity of the unnecessary prince.

hold on dearly to that still frame memory.
your face painted perfectly.
i'll never forget the innocence.
i'll never forget the innocence.

years to pass and trials makes stories.
beloved future left in questioning.
if life was on film we be in the movies.
strick the match and light another.
these roads your buring wont last forever.

screaming apathy, wispering pain.
love forsaken and your to blame.
i dreamed, i dreamed we make history.
i'm forgotton, and your an empty seat.

years to pass and trials make stories.
beloved future in whos reckoning?
if life was a film we be in the movies.
a criminal in the city of hearts,
justice to come, for we part

you've burnt bridge like sundays attendance.
a kiss from a foe, and pictures tell lies.
pictures tell lies

your grin in disseray. i'm only a smile away.
from this toil and strife you found right
i'll be ok, for i am a vigilanti.

Mess of a Man.

Certainly is quiet here.

I'm currently residing in an unknown personality reclusion.

All by myself.

Alone sounds all too comfortable in my character quarry.
Individuality quandary.

Disposition confusion Friends faint cry calling to help, falling short, indeed, it was a feeble shout.

Man, I feel lonely. I bet your already thinking: "Not another one of these.Pathetic Daniel, pick your self up. Be plastic, come on, and grow up."I mean, am I allowed to come to my own blog and express myself with out critical repercussions of the tasty opinion. Or with out, triggers pulled quickly by mindless arrogances and force feeding. Patience such a rarity, using it may lead them to think their outdated, compassion, the one thing that's overrated. Love, too much to spread, people assume that they've reached maximum capacity and, mercy the one thing that's quid-pro-quo, grace, by monopoly terms, does not exist, especially, something for a human to facilitate. Peace, the fairy tail lies. Kindness, like southern hospitality is local and often times painfully counterfeit. Good people like qualified doctors can always prescribe and diagnose, but never take time to know your name. Or for that matter, take time to see what's really going on. Ever had someone ask:

"How you were doing?" …and keep walking?
Don't you just love that?Next time, as they're walking I might just response with the truth.

Footsteps turned into bullets. Shot with backs turned.


When I look back on you dear, I'll be confused.Distain may likely be the muse conceiving me I was used. Oh, Summer, your not as beautiful as you once were.At least, not this go round, without some make-up, you may have been short of an atrocity. It maybe because I was in chains, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurl insults at you. However, I can't veer from the truth. Could be, my sight was abused, I didn't see clearly and therefore you, was the one whom took the "whipping boy" and I neglected you and consequently I acted coy. Ashamed for my actions, and ran from my delegating affliction, to you, I, and our family. There certainly are good people out there; I for one have experiences a multiplicity of them. I'm not here to say they don't exist. I'm here saying, I'm human too…I'm human too.I'm human too.









Jesus, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me. Embrace me. Love me. Please God, accept me I'm broken and hurting, I'm messed up, its stinging. Just love me, for me and be there. God please Yahweh; take away from me, my wood and nails.Till then, my power alone can't stop my hand from hammering hell. Without you, I fail. Forgive me, forgive me, and forgive me. Intimacy with you, King I hail! Jesus, savior, redeemer. Will only impart the faith that prevails. Sovereign, sacred, ruler of the nations. Thy spirit to intercede thy spirit to intervene. Grace that carries me prayer never heard follow through without a word Thy spirit enters me. thy spirit enters me. I'm unworthy and hollow. Tis you that give me value. hallowed, thy king I testify. Holy one, through You I'm sanctified.