Constricting Paradise

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Through the Fires and the Flame,
I have fought to clean the stain,
But, there is nothing to regain,
All that’s left from here is shame,
Screams of agony and pain,
Oh, that I could feel the rain,
Oh, that I could break these chains,
I am trapped upon this train,
Plunging towards the Beast’s domain,
I am weak but still I strain,
Sights of horror fill my brain,
Just about to go insane,
Then, I call upon His name,
Do I do this all in vain?



Then the shadow turned to light,
Once was blind, but now have sight,
Chains fall off, New strength to fight,
Stop the train, and claim this life,
Time to make the wrong things right,
Take the truth and lose the lies,
Turn to day and leave the night,
All that was dark now is bright,
This way’s hard, and it get’s tight,
But the road to destruction’s wide,
Just now all things have a price,
But, there’s no constricting paradise.





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RheaD.Ravenfinger This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 15, 2009 at 12:08 am
I love you! I read your profile and it made me smile to see God and Jesus there :) :) . I love this poem. It reminds me of several songs, short stories, and a book that I was introduced in Sunday School and I love your poem. It's beautiful. You have a way of words. Maybe you can get the Message out through a book or a collection of poems. But it's up to God so . . . . HE REIGNS!!!
 
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