This heart of mine was once dark as the clouds get.
this poor heart of mine was so rich with emptiness.
But the LORD dispensed all his love into thine Heart.
Once more I was rich, rich with a passion that sores the skies with Praise
Though I may hide in all the shadows of confinement, your hand calls me to Peace. A Peace that could never be replicated by mere man. A Peace that fill me with permanent Joy.
This heart of mine, now looks and pursues the Grace that you bore in Your stripes and thorns.
This heart of mine searches for a wave of Love that goes beyond the depths of the sea
This heart of mine now,no longer hides but it seeks to be seen, so that they may know that you Oh Lord exist.
This heart of mine is grateful that you pursued it and
was constant as the northern star.
You are not Forsaken, dear LORD
Thine be the Glory.
Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
*The I in me has become unaware of my own weariness or is it negligence
Nonetheless I still breath and I shall continue......*
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 3:25 PM UTC
**The beginning of something new always
starts with the ending of something rather old and familiar.**
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 1:12 PM UTC
Close your eyes child , the darkness is unbearable
Goodness lies not in your success
Bear in mind the faults and virtues you hold.
Hold them close to thy heart for they are the only right you have when in darkness.
Your life is too slow to speed it up lest you be pitiful.
Lie not in the cherry blossoms
they'll itch your skin , bleed not the blood of anguish but bear fruitful fruits ,
For they'll keep thine own heart content
Hence close your eyes again ,just to open them to the light I lay in front you .........
Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 9:39 AM UTC
I felt it all the pain that comes with support
You told me you were broken and tired
I told you I know not of being broken and tired
The only absolute in my life is chemtrails
I live a life that is manufactured
I specialize in manufacturing conspiracies for a sinister purpose
I live on an island of ruins of my own make
The demons that occupy me are devour and destruction.
Plastic Backbones
Plastic Backbones
They support nothing within
Me or you
So I won't tell you lies of
Good health ,good life, above everything I can't comfort you or love you.
I degenerate when left alone for while
My ways are selfish (it's all about ME)
I demand attention day and night
So do me a favor let me drive myself Into ruins
Let me free you of my own pain ,Because my pain doesn't like being attended to
Run save yourself, don't let my eyes destruct your vision
Run , let out sighs ,grow, let HIM carry your dry bones to a new destiny island.
All I wish for you is to meet a new you
Free yourselves from the former you which is ME[Plastic Backbones]
Live your life
Live your life
As the new YOU
Jul 12, 2016
Jul 12, 2016 at 7:50 PM UTC
Lost in these venomous streets
Lights light up my sky,
I got lost in the white clouds
It was a failure of mine eyes.
Walked through these streets different times
But they still seem foreign ,
I got lost trying
to reach the edge of the cliff
I fell off trying to catch my own cloud
Got lost again trying to see beyond the horizon.
I reached the end with no prospects of tomorrow. Joined the hole in hopes of
Salvation,I got lost again in the fists of sin
Hopeless , life seems like an undying rose.
Am trying to survive but I am lost
Tell me how does one survive when everything is lost.
Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 5:01 PM UTC
**Friends
I have many
But my trust lies with none**.
Jun 27, 2016
Jun 27, 2016 at 4:38 PM UTC
I have been a traveler of many trades and stripes
I have been a traveler who walks a journey only I know of
**With my shoes worn ,torn and rejected
I kept traveling**
I have been a traveler of many tongues and recipes
I have been a traveler who understands the luxuries of life
With my shoes flawless ,polished and accepted I travel well
I have been the traveler who sees and experienced all of this
I have been the traveler who felt ,pelt and lied
**I am the traveler that knew
Torn shoes needed new soles and
Polished shoes made the hands of others *****
I am the traveler who stood idle and had nothing to do with actual travel!
Jun 25, 2016
Jun 25, 2016 at 3:11 PM UTC
You tried to figure out why the ying yang had two sides but you never got an answer because no one understood your question.
So you stared out of the window pane 'until the window pane understood your pain ,why dear .....angel asked the mirror
So you stayed in silence until you got used to it , you were drowning but you still remained thirsty maybe it was because you were already resentful with the sea so it never understood you.
You aplogised to your frail heart for making it cry that it drowned the river nile in that process the tides of the river where too much to handle.
So your soul never felt full because all you did was feed the body not Soul why angel ......asked the mirrors
You have seen but not saw , you asked yourself and the man in the clouds why you haven't seen anything yet .
Love spit you out like a stone ,you cried no one heard you, your silence was so loud that we heard it echo in our ears.
They labelled you the bad one but the mirror never knew you were the one in pain because it reflected your mind not your heart.
But you where too fragile to even look ,so today the man in the cloud told me to tell you Dear ....angel you'll never die of a broken heart because your tears have reached his doorstep.
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC
You reflected your pain but is was too much that it broke the mirror ,now we can't fix the pieces because there were too many.
Your heartstrings got played like a symphony but we never heard a sound because it faded once it reached our ears.
You try to explain but all we understand is venom ,you say it was a mistake but now you live in the mistake .
Your tides dragged you down you drowned before you could swim .....why angel? Asked the mirror we are all fools for trying not to listen.
Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC