Ready

I don’t write a lot anymore;

it’s not that I can’t,

it’s just that there isn’t

much left to say,

I have been to the dark edge,

I have seen the other side,

I have heard the lies,

I have known the truth,

I have felt the light,

I am ready for the end

I am ready for the night;

I am ready to begin;

I have been blessed in ways

words can never describe,

there is nothing that I desire,

there is nothing that I want,

everyday is a gift,

every minute a miracle,

every breath a reprieve,

this body continues to struggle,

but it is only temporary,

a slight inconvenience,

a momentary delay,

it will fade like

the evening sun,

all that will be left is love;

all that will be left is You;

You have made this possible,

You have brought me to this place

I could never find by myself,

You continue to stand by my side

when death is all I deserve,

You continue loving me when I

can’t even love myself;

You are my King,

You are my Lord,

You are my Everything.

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