Breathe.
Breathe a last breath
For your mind will no longer sustain you.
It has withered and succumbed
To a greater force than love.
And you are no longer able to feel.
All around you numbness is defining your life
And the only nurturing emotion is pain.

Breathe.
Breathe a last breath
And then breathe no more.
For the days of the Lord are no longer present
And the promise of redemption has been broken.
The torment in your spirit thrives
And has always defined your existence.
Healing has left your face marred
And you are now recognized by death.

As I surrendered to this reality
An expression of faith led me to hear the Lord speak.

Breathe.
Breathe another breath
For many of the things brought before you are true.
The descent is upon you.
Your mind has abandoned you.
Your life is numb.
The pain is nurturing you.
Healing has marred you.
The absence of the Lord is acknowledged.
You have been recognized by death.
All these brought before you have been true
Except for one.

Breathe.
Breathe another breath
For the promise of redemption has not been forsaken.
Memory will be your deliverer.
Enter your soul bringing your pain with you
And find the story from which I have been present.
There you will see me suffering alongside with you
And together we will remember.
Then I will invite you anew
To trust that you will be restored and transformed.

I have surrendered to this reality as well
And my expression of faith has led me to hear myself speak.

I will breathe.
I will breathe another breath
For the life of faith is not a certainty.
My darkness is still with me
And the pain is still nurturing.
In sync with these, hope and glory
Live powerfully within my heart.
I am no longer in my final hour
And my life is no longer counterfeit.
The promise is true
And redemption is upon me.
Now I must live out this blessed curse
That somehow allows my jubilee to celebrate God
While despair still lurks at my heels.

Sam Trujillo
Continues to question
Still remains marred by the healing.