In retrospect, I expect
My fall will come
As I self inspect the set
Of selfish things I’ve done
Dec 26, 2022
Dec 26, 2022 at 4:59 AM UTC
I’ll carry it with me, for I cannot forget how
S said my life marked by shame and regret
should be taken away by the end of the year.
But instead, Peace made a coward of fear
You’ll carry it for me, and I’ll remember
You saved me around this time last December
This stone marks the miles I’ve walked since then
Peace shall prevail, S loses again.
Dec 25, 2022
Dec 25, 2022 at 4:56 AM UTC
I’d give it all, just to remain
where fear is but a phantom pain
The faded echo of despair
Would always fail to reach me there
Through tears I beg and plead with you,
To turn my bleeding eyes unto
The Wood on which His blood has stained
The residue of phantom pains.
Jan 4, 2022
Jan 4, 2022 at 4:03 AM UTC
If I spill my fear onto a page, I hope
I will at last be fit to to cope
By carefully crafting verses that can shelve my pain
And apathetically alliterating anxiety away
Perhaps then
I’ll be able to sleep again
But that which devours me and keeps me in chains
Will choke on the blood that runs through His veins
Dec 26, 2021
Dec 26, 2021 at 4:17 PM UTC
I think I saw you today
Out of the corner of my eye
Or maybe it was just a tear
Either way for the briefest moment
I knew you were near
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I looked for you at
Yesterday’s wake
To see if you weren’t somewhere
In the corner where I last laid eyes on you
And then lost sight of you;
Blindsided by suicidal thoughts
I looked for you in
Tomorrow’s dreams
And came to realize that
All that once seemed clear and bright
Had lost its glowing vital signs
As the flatline crossed out
My future course
I’ll look for you
Today.
In the dark of now.
I’ll light a match and search for you
Illuminated by your flickering shadow,
I’ll remember why I’m glad to be alive
Today.
Dec 26, 2021
Dec 26, 2021 at 2:48 AM UTC
Embedded in the couch
was the frame of what’s left of me
The weeping was racking my body
The impulse was wrecking my soul
So I clasped my hands in desperate prayer
to keep myself from going there
To keep myself from reaching for
the objects that were screaming at me
I had to hold tightly to the thought
That I had been bought at a price
For by your wounds, mine were healed
Dec 10, 2021
Dec 10, 2021 at 5:35 PM UTC
Your smiles are my sunsets
Breathtaking,
impossible to capture,
yet fondly pursued
I can’t risk blinking
For fear I’d miss a moment
of this captivating view
And every evening,
when the sky turns pink
and dark shades of blue,
I will remind myself
That You;
Your smiles,
are my sunsets.
Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 2:53 AM UTC
Suddenly, He’s here
The moment’s arrived
I can see that my sight
Blinded by tears
Is sorely deprived
Of sensitivity to light
Nov 14, 2020
Nov 14, 2020 at 3:28 PM UTC