Longing For Peace

“I don’t even remember what peace feels like. I only know how to burn. If there’s a way out, show me.”

I wake with embers in my chest,

Another day, another test.

Hands shake from carrying the flame,

I wake the beast by saying your name.

I’m tired of shouting at the night,

Tired of choosing every fight.

If there’s a road away from this,

Point me to it, give me rest.

I’m longing for peace — not just a quiet place,

But a calm that sinks into the bones and stays.

I’ll trade the fire for something new,

I’ll learn to breathe away the bruise.

Point me to mercy, show me what’s true,

I’ll do whatever it takes to be free of you (these chains).

Pain and fury claw my skin,

Tiny wars I lose again.

I lash at those I mean to keep,

Wake with guilt I can’t just sweep.

I don’t know how to find the map,

No handbook for the aftermath.

But I’ll hand the matchbox to Your hand,

If You take it, I’ll try to stand.

I’m longing for peace — not just a quiet place,

But a calm that sinks into the bones and stays.

I’ll trade the fire for something new,

I’ll learn to breathe away the bruise.

Point me to mercy, show me what’s true,

I’ll do whatever it takes to be free of you. (this wrath)

Teach me patience, teach me how to kneel,

Teach this heart that wants to steal.

Show me how to fold the fists away,

How to let light into the gray.

I know it’s slow, it’s not a switch,

It’s many small and faithful fits.

I’ll take the slow, I’ll pay the price,

If peace is found on sacrifice.

“If You’re hearing me — take what’s left.”

“I hand the rage, the guilt, the scars — take them, remake these parts!”

I’m finding my peace — it’s a fragile, steady flame,

Not the blaze that burns, but a light that stays the same.

I gave You all the matches in my hands,

You taught me how to breathe, to understand.

I’ll guard this quiet like it’s holy ground,

I did whatever it took — and peace was found.

“I don’t know where it ends, only that I’m moving. Show me the way, I’ll follow.”