The one who loves me

The one who gave all for me,

the one who's life tradegy

is what has given me hope to live in eternity.

Jesus is His name,

Jesus is the one who's love for me is always the same.

Jesus is the one who takes away my pain.

Jesus is preparing a place for me,

Jesus is the one in who I find a sanctuary,

Jesus is the one on who I want my focus to always be.

worry-free

Tired from gravity,

Weary from negativity,

Heavily being swept by time.

Questions plague my peace,

Wanting the lies to cease,

Grease has splattered my name.

...BUT I AM METAMORPHOSIZED...

This world is NOT my home!

What they say about me,

They say about a deadman,

The slop hurl at me,

Can not hit me,

For I am a being of a different place; of eternity.

They can not hurt me.

I have died to this world,

And can live worry-free.

Where and what I am living.

Another's sacrifice changed me completely.

I don't really understand what it all means.

Transformed, metamorphosized...

That is what I MUST focus on!

I HAVE already died!

A dead being does not hold resentment or get hurt,

because it has ALREADY died!

The pains of this world MUST be nothing to me!

The reality of this timed place must NOT be in my horizon!

My eyes NEED to be fixed on another reality, on an eternal existance, on the metamorphized being I have become!

I AM a changed creation, with NEW life!

The lies hurled at me, the friends whom have betrayed me, whom I don't want to reign in my love from, the rejection from churches, the bloody fire that makes my soul scream as it burns away the carcuss of my old being, have no power.

It only matters that I respond in love, yet with wisdom, guarding my heart, yet giving my compassion and mercy, not holding grudges, not speaking abuses, not acting in harm in any way, just letting truth flow, knowing that the one who sacrifed his life for me knows me and embraces all of me, letting healing manifest in my mind, body, soul and spirit, focusing on the promise of a better place, a more real life, which is already where and what I am really living.

Another's price

pressed, but not ruined

lied about

knifed

attacked from all sides

deflated pride

metamorphosized

to find solace

in another's willing sacrifice.

Truly free

Though I was born in a country that is free,
my soul was as bound by sin as could be
deeming a face of good deeds
unaware of my chains
truth was compromised
light shed on my condition
by Truth I was metamorpohsized
released from my selfish pains
I found a true reality

where my being is truly free.