One More Day

one more day to get it right
one more day to stop my right
oh Lord, let me survive this night
one more day

one more day to find a way
one more day to finally say
the words to make your spirit stay
one more day

one more day to stop it all
one more day to break my fall
is all this darkness worth it all?
one more day

one more day is too much to ask
one more day is too hard a task
but tomorrow night I'll finally relax
after one more day

one more day I'm full of fear
if you're out there, I'm still here
Never leave my side. Its clear.
I need one more day.

Just one more day

~Jared

Wounded Stag, Lamb for the Slaughter

I know what I saw.
It is in my mind as well.
Did you see it too?

A wounded stag, a misfit to all
Who cautiously crawled through
Such a frightened world
Where books are buried in sand dunes
And the people that drove by to see
This majestic beast, the people that made
His suffering an amusement, shouting still:
Are you hurt?
No Answer
Are you away from home?
No Answer. A stare from its eyes, silent as the wind,
as forceful as the waves in the surf
Shouting still.
go home
where is your god now?
why has he forsaken you?
go home
stay home
And it still limped on, begging for hope in a newly dead world
Our savior made a break for the last that he knew
Could I be what the stag is?
Hope so pure, pain untainted, knowledge beyond all.

The last thing I saw was when it ran for the ocean
such an abyss that no man can enter, and no man will.
and only the deepest dwell where the waves had swallowed it.
I hope it returns.

I know what I saw.
And I wave farewell to the shore.
No science will explain why the ocean roared
When I followed the stag into the sea.

~Jared