Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Fighting in the Dark

I'm feeling really inspired this morning.  I know God has some amazing things in store for my life and I can't wait to see them come into fruition.  Sometimes I feel like I'm constantly on an emotional rollercoaster...but I'm learning to just live life and enjoy each moment for what it is.  I've been having a hard time sleeping the past few nights...my heart has been a little restless.  But last night was different.  I slept like a baby and woke up with a deep sense of peace.  I guess God heard my prayers and coddled me in his arms last night.  I'm so ready for anything and everything that God has planned for me.  Plus, I wrote a new song.  The lyrics are below, but you can hear the song on my Myspace page: myspace.com/lorenzbryant


My heartbeat inside tells me you are the one.
The feelings I have, no they can’t be ignored.
You’re telling me things and they’re coming out bad.
The look in your eyes, something’s holding you back.
You don’t wanna be here anymore.

So I don’t know if this is where our story ends.
Cause there’s no way that I could only be your friend.
I try to pull you closer but I’m fighting in the dark.
I should’ve seen it coming from the start.

There’s too many days and too many miles.
They keep us apart and my head’s spinning round.
I’d say it’s your fault but there’s no one to blame.
Our love was on fire yet we go down in flames.
It’s hard to tell the difference anymore.

So I don’t know if this is where our story ends.
Cause there’s no way that I could only be your friend.
I try to pull you closer but I’m fighting in the dark.
If you could only see what’s in my heart. 

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

The Call

Transition.  Movement.  A life in motion pulled towards the unknown.  How does one prepare for greatness?  Is it innate…somehow woven into the fabric of our being?  Is it possible that our lives are not our own?  That perhaps some are destined to rise above the masses while others never really have a chance?  What causes a soul to become restless with the status quo…panicked at the thought of mediocrity? 

It is but a sound.  A faint tune that when heard takes root and refuses to let go.  The call is likened to the sweetest love song with promises of triumph and victory.  However, those blessed to hear it are often burdened to sing it alone. 

So how does one prepare for greatness?  Embrace change and welcome moments of transition.  Life is nothing more than a performance and the call is the rhythm to which we move.  Be guided by the melody.  Allow the sound to lead you to others that hear the song as well.

~Lorenz