I went to a movie tonight, Alone.
I drove through fog, cutting me off from the rest of the world.
It seemed like there wasn't a soul on the streets,
Lights were out all over, darkness spread throughout the night.
And as obvious as that may seem, it was an old familiar feeling.
That feeling of separation, being alone in the world, behind some inescapable wall.
I used to dwell on that feeling, feed it, believe that it was all I had.
Then, I found something greater, something better than anything I've every known and ever will know.
But I still felt like I was alone in this world.
Like those heroes in comics,
Brave men and women who are destined to sacrifice all they hold dear for the greater good.
But Grace is a wonderful thing that saves you from yourself.
As good as it feels to go off alone, dwell in the lone ranger ideal,
His glory and the gifts He gives is so much better, that my old ways are nothing in comparison.
The old is gone, and the new has come.
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Mine are gone too! Well written =)