I cannot hold up my head
My Friend, My Love
It has been low for a while
I used to believe in the idea
That we were all here for a reason
But now
I see another beginning that was covered by those that cannot acknowledge
Their own story
We break bitter bread when our feet stumble forward in the blindness of the night
My Friend, My Love
Will you speak to me if I cannot hold on?
I am consumed by this fear
That I am not worthy to stand with you
Conditioned to this fall
I have spilled all my secrets on the ground
Exposed but not known.
My Friend, My Love
Where did you go with my confessions?
I can only see the backs of men
And as I weep they offer me a drink from a trough of their own hatred
I can part ways with this place
Four walls and crumbling corners
But my friend, my love
I need to hold you close again
Because this path is filled with so much I cannot shoulder
Alone
My Love, My Friend
Where do we start?
Can I confess my way?
The road that was cleared by a system that wanted my presence
But only at the cost of my own soul
I followed, yes
I listened, yes
But the root of our distrust was grown in a soil cultivated by the bones of lies
Books with empty pages
Spoken with a belief
That we cannot question all who go
Away
A godless day of remembrance for each soul that cannot find its way home
My Love, my Friend
In the puddle of anger and tears
I find myself
Here
Waiting for you to return
My Friends
This voidless beginning
Was never meant to speak for me
Truth cannot be held by the aspirations of deceitful men
Their idols are stored at the steps of their own temples
Each one carefully built
To hold back love
The hands of fools only know how to build things that will
Decay
To nothing
Dirt on dirt
Forgotten
And swept away
My Friends
You will remain
Pillars of the King and his Kingdom
You were made to be
Loved
In the presence of each other
I will Rebuild what the wolves have broken
I will place you back in the pasture
The wind will call you by name
And the rivers will not dry up
Roam free, My Friends
Roam
Free
by Jay Coile
