With Falling Dreams

November 10, 2009
By Dylan//479 SILVER, Springdale, Arkansas
Dylan//479 SILVER, Springdale, Arkansas
7 articles 8 photos 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
"And your very flesh, shall be a great poem"
"Simplicity is the beauty of our expression."


With falling dreams come fumbling words.
All I know flickers,
then dims.
I stumble over fallen
monuments,
Of what I once believed.
Consolation flees, solace vanishes.
Intrusion of dark eyes,
Waiting for what
I might become.

Give me some peace, give me some rest.
Pressure's becoming heavier,
my resistance becomes thin.
Overbearing is an understatement.
My resistance becomes thin.
I call for a redemption,
Something sweet and reassuring,
Something sound and enveloping
Fearlessly, without hesitation.

Broken lies show no virtue.
but these calls; beg for strength.
Deceptive words have no meaning.
They are toes broken on stones.
I pray, I plead,
I’ve fallen, I have need.
I call, I question,
Dark eye's motives show no love.
Backed into a corner
Provides no comfort,
Dark water spilling out of walls,
Truth is not found here,
This is not sight.
All struggle is now vain,
With falling dreams.

I call to You,
I call to You.

Give me some peace, give me some rest.
Pressure's becoming heavier,
my resistance becomes thin.
Overbearing is an understatement.
My resistance becomes thin.
I call for a redemption,
Something sweet and reassuring,
Something sound that ushers hope
Fearlessly, without hesitation.

With falling dreams come fumbling words.
Give me some peace, give me some rest.
My resistance becomes thin…

The author's comments:
This song is a cry to my God that i don't make often enough. many people take it many different ways. dont take my view, its meant to connect with anyone =] thanks

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