Decayed Rock Poem by Immortal blank state

Falling, simply falling, not one could comprehend.
No path seemed right, it all lead to a dead end.
Suffering, it sounds simple, not hard.
Walking through a brick wall, having no guard.
No it was not simple, though it seemed endless.
To feel alone, to live in this wretched planet to be defenseless.
Just to shed a tear, that felt like a piece of you just died.
Only to figure out that the majority of your loved ones have lied.
Falling into a deeper pit, drained of blood and tears.
Suddenly, to be picked up from darkness and no longer have fears.
To even consider the fact that He, He made it all... go away...
Only to know your life was sure to change and the past was soon to decay.
Giving yourself all to God, sounds like some cheesy saying.
But you suddenly no longer seem empty, and are constantly praying.
Everything is not what it used to seem.
Now we encounter His presence, from the high beam.
Once we fall, He may only pick us back up again.
Never to let go, not even knowing where to begin.
For whenever we fall away and since once more,
His blood will wash away and drain straight to the core.
It sounds deameaning, it sounds bad.
But He loves us, He always will, and all should be glad.

{{written on February 7,2010}}