Archive | March 26, 2014

Chains Broken, Spirits Free

I dream.

I wish.

I cry.

All this time later, I still wonder why.

Will you ever come home?

This just isn’t fair.

It’s so hard to cope with the restlessness.

I toss and turn with racing thoughts.

They’ve tied our hands and there’s nothing we can do.

Only God hears the screams through the forced silence.

All I can do is pray and have faith through the storm.

The time will come when I can hold you close.

One day the sun will shine through the clouds.

The love we’ve saved will beautifully bloom.

The black and white replaced  with bright colors.

The emptiness will be no more.

The heavy weight will be lifted.

Chains broken, spirits free.