Release

At some point there's no more space left

At some point there's too much weight to heft

To push up against, to force high into the sky

And I? Am I to simply step aside and stand by

As you rip, tear and destroy everything that I hold dear

You don't realize the need they have to hold you near

Hold you and hope, that maybe you wont ruin it again

A basic hope, that again and again you rip and rend

Made useless, in that it has been torn and tattered 

The things they wished for you have since been shattered

And here I  stand, too mad to beg but too scared to look away

So I fall too my knees, throw my head down and pray

I beg God to intervene, to cross that divide that you created 

To brighten your heart, to defeat your thirst that cant be slated

To do whatever is needed, to take you from where you stand

Refusing help, scorning aid, turning away each extended hand

Because I don't know anymore, I have nothing left to say

I have no olive branches unburnt no hopes for the new day

Too many times have promises been broken, chances squandered

Too many times has the path been laid bare and you still wandered

So now I'll stand back, I wont pull you away from what you become

But never forget where you once called home, where you came from

A house of sainthood, of sinners trying to make some light 

In a world where darkness is stacked against all the right

And you succumbed, you fell and you let yourself be taken 

Shirk the blame create the guilt but it is still your faith that was shaken

You stepped away from the promising future the plans and power

And I remember when once I was wrong and i looked to you in that hour
And you were good you reminded me of proper dos and don'ts

So maybe you'll return to that  man you were or maybe you wont

This is the first time I've done a poem this way, I kinda just let go of some things I had been holding onto and this is how it turned out, I know it's a little rough but bear with me.

God Bless,

Ammon