Drinking From The Poisoned Well-TOURNIQUET

Fist through a wall – foot through a door Just another day for me to abhor There’s a wall in my plan for you today There’s a door with your name where it lay Years of hateful thoughts will get you back I’ll be at peace soon You think you’re punishing me by your anger But it’s you serving the jail sentence Heart turned to stone suffering all alone Calibrating how hatred can sink the power of forgiveness Anger needs a place to be buried Anger needs a process for its gravestone The time has come to speak of many things Not shoes and ships and sealing wax not cabbages and Kings But the way your raging words and actions Gouge a monumental chasm between us If I could only help you to see what I see As you push away the ones who love you Your world is closing in on you The once many friends become the reluctant few And when the few that remain choose rather to abstain You’ll be left alone with all the pain And you’ll ponder at length how a day turned a year And the years rolled along till nobody was near Broken before the One who understands That it’s hard to let go of familiar land But you’ve got to leave the safe ground behind A better place is waiting where there’s peace of mind Now that you’ve come to realize That chronic anger has a steep price Taking more than you can afford to give Stealing the joy that you need to live [[Category:Christian_Heavy_Metal]]

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