GOD & ME

Grow I did ina home meek.God above hehad my belief. I danced softly,I prayed clear;I asked forgive Idid so in tears. For my sins I’velaid them there.At God’s feet Iam not scared. For if my faithit turns out trueI’ll be not in rotbut in skies blue. Some think silly,see me insanely.Pain’s a story formany so…

Devilish Little Riddles

My God knows ferocity so well it’s a generosity for those an animosity I’ve forgiven but falsely. With me in my secrets I have hate and I keep it down in dirt I equipped soil an Eden blood drips. Cries my God he hears them I’ve left in my wake. Release he begs me for…

Looking To The Sky

Been here a million times pondering why death came knocking at my door now I search to place the blame. I realize I can not disguise my part in it and not quit thinking the whys or lies as on this fair day as I sit. Looking in the mirror is so hard to do…

My Feet My Arms

I am drawn poorly so sorely I move on upon the ground I move already gone. My God he is mute now before my eyes are wicked creatures and secrets of lies. Shall I examine here in this brief candle lit by an absent being; this life I can’t handle. I a vision of grace…

Rest For Our Souls

The world it does reveal and destroy; it has certainly changed this boy. When life conspires to take your joy flight or fight ways we must employ. I have stood to fight the good fight with all my strength, will and might. My preachers they were not right, fighting often is not quite so polite….

3 Day Quote Challenge: Day 2, Pain According To C.S. Lewis

For a long time I have had a poem about hurt that I’ll share a little later this week. Hurt exists from the fact we are in touch with what true joy really is. The deeper we love the more pain we feel. The more in touch we are with our feelings the more honest…