love is a battlefield.

One must never lose faith in love
In God, for a moment, within that moment the opportunity for darkness is real, the way we feel
I once become my own enemy
God the enemy of love, in love I bleed upon his roses and cursed at the moon above, I closed my heart to the light,
Love the battlefield against God I did fight, losing faith I lost myself and my way, the scars I wear today,
The darkness found me there
I held the devil in my hand waiting to be freed, cutting myself i watched myself bleed,
I begged for silence the screams inside so loud, a weight in my heart then lifted
God divided that thick black cloud,
He shone his light in order to save me,
Filling my eyes with tears of bravery,
Gave me the gift of sight, my heart once empty and lost in love, without my love here to live, I received the most precious gift within his glance, the chance to find my way, no longer in the darkness , God blessed my heart to stay, non of his children should go out this way , pain and heartache is where the devils play, a battlefield entirely of it's own, it was the love of God which saved me, showing me I'm not alone
Never to bleed upon his roses
Only prayers upon his throne,
When your world is full of darkness
And no light you longer see,
Searching for that silence in agony
It is there you'll find the light to fight
God would never abandoned his children in the darkened dead of night.
Nardine sanderson 25/06/2015