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Unwanted pain greets in the morning
as the sun rises slowly in the sky.
Uneasy waters traveled across, without
a real reason or understanding why.

Time has been turned upside down and
minutes are wasting hastily away.
The nights are purple and the hours of
the morning turn quickly to a black veiled day.

Memories of the way life use to be are
slowly taken over by grief and pain.
The mind is greatly held hostage by
a huge unbroken chain.

There are many storms to cross out in
this uncertain and open sea.
Its something you learn to live with,
there's no other way to be.

Batten down your hatches and make
sure to close that open door.
This ship may never find the entry to
another refuged shore.

There is no way to escape this fog and
its angry purple haze.
If this sinking ship lands at home again
it will only find black veiled days.
Fibromyalgia, awareness is needed to help take away the pain.

co-written by: Shelley Echtle
I want a brand new Cadillac and I
really don't like them, and that's a fact.
Maybe I'll get my girl one that's painted pink
maybe I'll freestyle for me with weird painted ink.
I want leather seats to help warm my cold ****, the
steering wheel needs adjusting to fit over my gut.
I want it fully loaded, radio, gps and the white walls
including a custom made phone to make all of my calls.
22in. rims are too high for me to be rolling on alone
but I need to feel that the engine is pushing really strong.
Give me the best that Cadillac has to make, I
just got to have me one just for the name sake.
I don't know if I should lean to the right or the left
right now all I need is a Cadillac all to myself.
Money's no object that's what some of us would say, just
driving the Cadillac brand seems to be the American way.
just for fun
tonight I judge a man without
knowing his name.
my thoughts were the worst
with no mercy to gain.

we've never spoken before nor
did I know where he lived.
my view of him were the bad
comments that I had to give.

he didn't know I was there
until he turned around.
when he looked at me, I saw
a face without a frown.

smile he did as if that was all
his face knew how to do.
he excused himself and said
to me may God bless you.

thinking to myself and all the
bad thoughts I had.
judgment on an unknown man
sure was sad.

he walked away and before he
completely left.
he turned and ask me could I
find God within myself.

strange as it was, the question
totally made my day.
as if God stepped in and said
don't treat a man that way.

here I am judging a man and
who he was I didn't know.
it could have been the face
that God decided to show.
God shows up in places where we never expect Him to be. He put on many faces that we may not expect to see.
Passing through the night only to greet
the morning in a purple haze.
The brain is floating inside my head as
the fog resides leaving me in a daze.

The weight of an anvil holds me down
because my strength has gone away.
Adventures that's going on outside have
no baring's, so I stay in bed all day.

The pins beneath my skin get worst as
they dig deeper with every sting.
I want to fly away sometimes but fate
leaves me without my wings.

Hidden from the world, I cover myself
with depression and grief.
Sad, distraught and more worrying takes
the place of unfound relief.

Memory loss comes frequent but it won't
let me forget about the pain.
Driving me crazier and crazier when the
weather decides to change to rain.

Trapped inside a forest without roads
or clear paths to lead me out.
Forced to live in a world without a cure
that doctors can't seem to figure out.
Fibromyalgia, awareness is needed to help take away the pain.
Soles ran down on the edges,
rubber, wood, plastic and other
manmade material they all walk the same.

Scuff marks, some unpolished,
dust on top, dirt on the bottom and
some wet from the puddles in the street.

Name brands, some unknown,
faded, two tones, heels high and low,
some have taken on many countless steps.

Strings laced, untied and tight,
some small and long, medium, large
and some come in x's, size 0 to 14 and more.

Gators, leather, cloth, and eel,
other synthetic fibers and filaments,
some cheap and some tagged as the very best.

Made for comfort and specialties,
colors of black, brown, red, and blue
midnight, taupe, white, orange and pink.

Universally worn by most,
one size that fits the world for sure
whether they're old, used or shiny new.
Sooner or later we all walk in the same shoes.
Today was a day of torment for me,
I couldn't run, I could not hide.
The demons I couldn't escape and it
didn't matter how hard I tried.

Even though today was a brand new
day, I can't seem to out-run my past.
Every good thought I tried to focus on,
somehow they just would not last.

I picked up my bible and read a Psalm
to help erase some of my doubt.
I forget to do that at times, forgetting
that's what the bible is all about.

Maybe I'll sleep good tonight and I'll
forget about the troubles of today.
Maybe I should go on and give in to
God and let him lead the way.

Stubborn acts of defiance will always
keep me down.
I have to open my eyes and try Jesus,
to let Him turn my life around.
Isn't it strange how we know these things but we delay day after day.
How can I love thy neighbor
if I hate his guts.
Why should I tolerate people
who drive me nuts.

Why try to please someone if
I'm not in love.
How can I find a star at night
if I don't look at the sky above.

How can I find a job if I really
don't look.
Why should I care to read mess
that's all over facebook.

Why should I keep backing a
losing sports team.
How could I make reality of a
long lost dream.

How can I find myself if I'm
always loss.
Why should I buy anything if
I can't afford the cost.
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