Times of Separation

Once again to strive, to beat it out over and over again. so worn, worked over to watch him die and smile with the intention to kill. at his dismay, his pain, my cleanliness a gift of freedom. my deliverance. my walk purified. my peace given by God. What else is there when every thing is silent and nothing else is around? after slipping away, no one can know. alone. looking deep inside. hearing the echo of my soul, In these times of silence, i find there is a void that rises up, these times of separation, a peace that brings my tears, a comfort that no one else can offer. So why do people run away? and base their self on opinions why do they look elsewhere love is so constant? when the truth is so evident that this God of my Jesus stands to helpdestruction and storms.