God cried with me..today

Today God cried with me..again
he knows the devotion i have for him is shared
with someone i let go of..yet again
he knows i was right,yet he cried,yet i cried

it rained in the blazing sun
it drenched me from head to toe
the raindrops held my tears with them
cradled my blinding eyes..soothed my raw pain
today God cried with me again

i smell our tears falling on the earth
i reach out his hand and hold it tight
"you dont have to worry about me you know"i say
he smiles but the tears fall from his eyes,in vain
today God cried with me again

with fatigue i have fallen down on this wet earth
for invoking my God took my breath away
my feet hurt and my legs tremble..
but i feel unusual calm seeping my way
i have danced my way to redemption like a madwoman
like a woman possessed with feelings insane
today God cried with me again


when the tears stopped i looked at his eyes
they were a brilliant blue bright with sunshine
i looked at them without flinching once,
for i dont care to b blinded by his light
i already have sacrificed my sight
given up those eyes with which i saw the world
so i let him take me into the magical trance where i felt no hurt,no pain
today.
God cried with me again

escape!

I want to run away somewhere
where there is peace and quiet
no hollers of everyday long
no expectations,no competitions

for once i'd like to be on my own
and not an overgrown child in my parents' cradle
where there'd be no failures looking in my face
and no ugly words 'i told u so!'

i'm tired of being a doormat,a dishrag
i'm tired if trying to be someone i'm not
i'm tired of taking complaints all day long
i'm tired of being called the black sheep of all

my dreams ,my hopes were sacrificed long ago
at the altar of your wish
now i die each moment of the day
but i'm so unlucky,even then i live

i look at my doom each day
as my mind desegregates and withers away
the pent up emotions flow from my eyes
in all the darkness of the day

if i dont escape,i'll go crazy
my mind refuses to kill my body
i sit for hours with a blade on my arm
but my brain fails to acknowledge

so i'll pack my bags and run away
from this depression,anger,misery and dispair
my life beckons me from death
i'll hold on to whatever is near