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just a girl who bleeds poetry and learning to love God
Everything is falling like rain around me And all I can do is muster a smile and a Hallelujah. Everything is falling like rain around me But my feet are stuck to the ground like concrete.
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Apr 1, 2016
Apr 1, 2016 at 1:28 AM UTC
Like Rain
You have scorched me With scalding words And a scorching glare. The humiliation was like An inferno had sparked in My chest and then spread To consume my body and soul. I was too scared to move. It hurt to think. But like the Phoenix, I will rise again. My tongue will be like a sword- Painfully beautiful, Swift and sharp. You will marvel You will wonder You will be proven wrong. Your words are fire, I am celestial bronze. Come now, Purify me.
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
Blaze
"You save me from myself." Every time something goes wrong I know I have You to count on. This is more than beautiful words This more than a beautiful song This is more than just a day at church More than speaking in tongues. This is so much more than any act of Prophesy I hope you can see That. This more than life. This is more than logic. This is more than I can ever hope to Articulate or explain For how can I express Your glory When my lips are not holy enough And my mind not pure enough To speak or know Your name? How can I expect to be Expect to do all that You have called me to? How can I expect to be perfect like You? How can I? You have made everything anew But once I get in the way of things Everything goes askew. Though I struggle and try And most days simply succumb How is it possible that You can Save me from myself over and over again? I never understood what a wretched man That I am Until I tried to live for You truly. You knew me from before I was in my mother's Womb And you know exactly what day I will be Laid to rest in a tomb. Yet I still find it hard to trust You When You take away certain people or things Or when You instruct me. I can't see past the pain or my desire I can't see past my inherent need for control For success Yet What is success without You? What is love without You? What is happiness without You? What am I without You? Sometimes I feel like abandoning You But how can I after all You took me Through? How can I? Two things am I sure of Your love And that I will die. Yet why can't I allow myself to Accept the love You give? I just don't deserve it But I need it. You are the breath I breathe How I stand when my knees Buckle. You are sunlight You are bright You are dazzling You are my life. Though I may run from that simple truth I'll always find my way back to You. What a paradox is this An imperfect miss With a perfect God Called but uncalled to Him Afraid to let a love She craves and needs in.
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 10:23 PM UTC
Save Me
"You save me from myself." Every time something goes wrong I know I have You to count on. This is more than beautiful words This more than a beautiful song This is more than just a day at church More than speaking in tongues. This is so much more than any act of Prophesy I hope you can see That. This more than life. This is more than logic. This is more than I can ever hope to Articulate or explain For how can I express Your glory When my lips are not holy enough And my mind not pure enough To speak or know Your name? How can I expect to be Expect to do all that You have called me to? How can I expect to be perfect like You? How can I? You have made everything anew But once I get in the way of things Everything goes askew. Though I struggle and try And most days simply succumb How is it possible that You can Save me from myself over and over again? I never understood what a wretched man That I am Until I tried to live for You truly. You knew me from before I was in my mother's Womb And you know exactly what day I will be Laid to rest in a tomb. Yet I still find it hard to trust You When You take away certain people or things Or when You instruct me. I can't see past the pain or my desire I can't see past my inherent need for control For success Yet What is success without You? What is love without You? What is happiness without You? What am I without You? Sometimes I feel like abandoning You But how can I after all You took me Through? How can I? Two things am I sure of Your love And that I will die. Yet why can't I allow myself to Accept the love You give? I just don't deserve it But I need it. You are the breath I breathe How I stand when my knees Buckle. You are sunlight You are bright You are dazzling You are my life. Though I may run from that simple truth I'll always find my way back to You. What a paradox is this An imperfect miss With a perfect God Called but uncalled to Him Afraid to let a love She craves and needs in.
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N. a deviation from the common norm. Something or somebody who does not fit in. A glitch, an error in systematic method. Something abnormal. Something strange. Something mind boggling. Exactly what I was meant to be.
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 9:58 PM UTC
Anomaly
Could you find your own identity And stop trying to be me I am sick and tired of trying to Swallow back my words In order to avoid me being a part of The herds Others who Who all look the same. Could you please find you own identity I am sick of you trying to be me Sick of you mimicking me Sick of you trying to do All that I do And passing it off as your own. Where has uniqueness gone? And why do you Regard me with scorn As if you are the one who Hadn't succumb to Stealing another's identity Oh would you please stop trying to be me? Be you Do you Do not compare yourself to me Can't you see That you are beautiful In your own unique way? Listen to me And listen to me well It would be a cold day in hell That I would allow anyone On anything Take away my own originality And you as sure as the sun shines Can never have the talent or personality That is mine. You can never be me. Can't you see that it can never work? Why don't you put more effort Into finding yourself Instead of trying into cash in on The wealth I have found in myself Because the same riches lie inside of you Could you please please please Stop trying to be me
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 9:35 PM UTC
Be Yourself (Sick and Tired)
I know it's best for me to be alone But my heart sincerely wants a home. I don't know where to settle My mind is whistling like a tea kettle. Time ticks bye Time flies Things are changing. I know it's best for me to be around But I don't think I can bear the sound Of bickering Or handling the ludicrous singing. Here I am, All over again Hand with pen Wondering when My peace will be turned upside down, Wondering when The next heartache will come around. I know it's best for me not to worry I know it's best not to hurry Things along But I can't quite contain My mind's wondering song.
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 9:16 PM UTC
Overthinking
At least He's still around
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 6:49 PM UTC
The Upside Of Down
I've been trying to find myself With my eyes wide shut And the visions of the future Keep changing And my head and heart Keep paining When I think about it. I don't know what I want Just what I don't want. That's good and bad. I just keep grasping at air To catch me before I fall into an abyss I just keep grasping at air To catch me before I shatter to pieces. No one sees No one cares No one notices Because they don't ask Because I don't let them know God I'm falling and falling But ironically My fingers can never let go Of the atmosphere That lets me fall Oh who am I to call? I just keep falling and falling Grasping at dreams with my eyes wide shut Bracing myself for the pain Of either wings sprouting and letting me soar Or from crashing and my skull cracking on the floor
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
Dissonance
If you had told me five months ago that I would laugh again And love again I would have spat in your face Because how could I possibly ever feel Again after losing nine precious people to me? But I am laughing And loving And smiling once more And I think about them yes, Sometimes I cry But pain is apart of being alive. If you had told me four months ago, That we wouldn't be I would've rolled my eyes and said 'You must not see the way he looks at me.' But we are not We will never be And I guess that hurt me for a while But I still smile And I don't even notice you Half the time Because other things Like happiness are consuming my mind. And I know that before the school year ends I will have another And you will be the last thing on my mind. If you had told me twelve months ago Things would be like this now I would have laughed out loud Because it couldn't possibly be true? But it is I am happy I have grown I will Continue To Grow I Will Glow.
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 12:16 AM UTC
Months Ago (If You Had Told Me)
IT WAS THEN She realized it then When her heart hopped Into her mouth screaming Out ludicrous love songs And her stomach started To spin around like a cyclone And she had this overwhelming urge to ***** and run But he was her home So she collapsed into his arms And relished the feeling of just him being There. IT WAS THEN She realized that she had Fallen hopelessly in love And she remembered that feeling Seven months later When she craved it so bad That she fell to the floor and Broke like glass Bits and pieces of herself Shattering Everywhere and she had Lost herself Truly that time Feeling like she was grasping at thin air Or clouds Trying to get a grip To stop the falling But every firm thing Slipping through her grasp. IT WAS THEN She crashed down on the grasslands Numb. Her back ached from landing on the Earth with such force And her ears rang. The broken bits had Come back together Forcefully, and it hurt to breathe Because she was used to some places Being empty So it felt awkward now that they were full. She lay there For a while, Looking up the sky Watching him lead another girl up Abysmally high Waltzing on clouds Her laughter innocent and sweet. IT WAS THEN She felt the sharp ache in her head. She knew now. All ludic childishness A faint memory She was back to normal now Reality. She wondered what love was Blindness or foolishness. She couldn't decide. She got up And walked away Into the sunrise.
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 12:01 AM UTC
IT WAS THEN (In Which She Learns)