Soldier on!

Soldier On!

Crappy day after crappy day

Seems to be His not so subtle way

Of showing the blinded there must be a change

Some find it mean and others strange

We seem to forget God gives His strongest soldier that toughest mission

Never taking time to ourselves to close our eyes and open our ears and listen

Everyone of your friends and family cheering on you

Believing you can take on the world when you are unable to

Constantly running up hill after hill

Exerting so much energy and yet still standing still

You're done running now you have mountains to climb

Not enough light in the day and never enough time

Life doing nothing but kicking you in the a...

Praying the darkest hardest days would end and not last

Opening your mouth to let out a profanity filled scream

Stuck in a nightmare unable to wake from this horrible dream

Drowning in deep water barely wading

Surrounded by blood thirsty sharks watching your faith slowly fading

Feeling the jaws latch onto your dangling feet

Waiting to devour you when you give in to fear and defeat

When this is all happening you must forget one thing

Have faith and strength He will bring

Even if it feels the final shred of hope is gone

It will get better and we MUST SOLDIER ON!

Crazy....

Crazy

People say I'm crazy

Bordering on the edge of insanity

I'm okay with not being ordinary

Living a life that can only be described as legendary

Being a true superhero with no secret identity 

Every thought and dream about breaking into the writing industry

Refusing to slow down and be called lazy

Proving everyday you can fly without a cape just watch the sky and see

Only saying yes and offering to help when all the others flee

My words and thoughts are fueled by music and coffee

Never half ass anything always giving it my all

Always getting back up whenever I fall

Yelling at my demons that I'm ready to brawl

Now understanding that you must always take that first step even if it's only a crawl

Constantly kicking down doors and climbing up any wall

Ears ready to listen and always ready to answer the call

Facing up to the ghosts of my mistakes and standing tall

Done backing down I went my enemies to bawl

When I'm done in this world a trophy case won't be enough I'll need a hall

Ready and willing to run when given the ball

If this is your idea of crazy I'm proud be to be called cray

Going down the difficult path and forgetting the easy way

People talk and to be honest I could care less what they say

Mind running a thousand miles an hour it doesn't know how to stay

Knowing I was born to never give up and save the day

Now the hunter no longer the prey

Coming to the conclusion that life is never black and white, it's gray

People constantly pulling at my strings when they find a fray

Watching my dreams conquer my nightmares whenever at night I lay

Soothing troubled souls and telling them it's gonna be okay

A fate worse that death is being damned to be sane

Proud to be the engineer of my own cuckoo train

Afraid of being labeled just plain

Not knowing what it is like to grow from the pain

Loving both the rainbow and the rain

So much to lose but so much more to gain

So many different voices begging to be let out of my brain

Holding the title of AWESOME and never giving up the reign

Will not let myself become just some speck or a stain

I'm proud to be crazy.

Happy to be a hero.

If I wasn't I wouldn't be Dane! 

Strangers

Strangers

Nameless faces

Coming from different places

Unknown mysterious eyes

Not knowing whether we are telling truths or lies

We are both mysteries until we say hi or wave

Trading names praying that our memory will save

Friends or enemies we will become

Only destiny and fate determine which one

Friendships grow throughout time

Both being each other partners in crime

Knowing when met God gave us both a sign

I was supposed to be your friend, and you mine

Sharing secrets and dreams no one else knows

Going places where no where else goes

Hoping we would friends through thick and thin

Refusing to believe that all good things must come to an end

Years go by and season have past

Our brief communication can barely last

We have both moved physically and spiritually apart

For some reason I knew this would happen from the start

We see each other down the line and say hey

We promise to stay in touch but it only seems to go one way

One us stops saying hello

When all we get in return is our own echo

Going on about our days slowly forgetting who we are

Who would of thought our friendship would drift so far

When out of the blue 

I get a phone call from you

It seems the only reason when you want to talk to me

Is when you need something and now I see

Letting a tear fall as I finally realize our cycle of friendship has come to an end

And we go back to being strangers once again