As I sit in the station
A kid comes into view
Extremely obnoxious
Raunchy and rude
He wears lots of spikes
Has piercings galore
Wears his hair in a mohawk
Biker boots on the floor
My Flesh wants to judge him
As a Punk and a Freak
But my spirit is willing
For Your eyes to seek...

Oh, give me Your vision
Let me see through Your eyes
Let me not judge the lost ones
In no way despise
They could be Your jewels
They could be Your prize
Oh, let me be gentle
Let me see through Your eyes

I go to a restaurant
And there at the place
Stands a derelict person
With pain in his face
He stares at my burger
And it is clear
He's starving hungry
And covets my beer
Do I move from the window
And relinquish my seat?
Or buy him a burger
And french fries to eat...

Chorus

There's a lesbian woman
Next door where I am
She has a Butch haircut
Is hooked with a femme
She has a loud voice
A masculine walk
We never converse
We never talk
We say polite things
Goodbye & hello
But she might be hurting
How could I know?

Chorus

Jesus I'm blind
I'm deaf & I'm mute
I want Your compassion
I want to bear fruit
Let me see through Your eyes
Let me hear with Your ears
Let me speak with Your voice
Assuage all their fears
Give me Your hands
To dry all their tears

Chorus

The enemy waits
To tell them his lies
Let me feel Your mercy

Let me see through Your eyes


SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/31/2016

I wonder where i would be ,
wonder if somehow or maybe.
Where the world would have took
I who was too afraid to look
would I be in space on planet mars?
be floating above, up there with the stars?

Look beneath the big blue waves
beneath the sand or inside the caves.
the sound of my heart lost to comfort
big in regrets and deeply encumbered
blue, it is stagnant in it's hollow
waves crashing against it ready to swallow

For I regret not having been curious.
I forsake the days i settled for less
regret not having followed adventure
not finding myself in the process.
having wasted my time with such adult ways
been ****** into their incurious gaze
curious was I before those days.

Myself, who are you, i will never know
who is this person who gave up on tomorrow
are all my hopes now gone like how curiosity left me?
you have given up hope to ever find glee?
I sit among the "what if" shadows
will I ever really find my purpose?
never will i get back the time I have lost
know I will make up for it at any cost

Everyday I will search not a moment I will waste
I will rush into the coming days with haste
will I have ample time to ever find me?
search I shall with all leniency.
not a storm so large will make me sway
a large pay check will not take me away
moment I find myself I will say
"I am greater than I am yesterday"
will I find what i am looking for?
waste no time I am ready for more.

I painted irises
in watercolor whispers
seduced by a new season,
violet pastels of autumn blushing
tall within the burnt orange,
sprinkled in falling leaves
amidst the scent of
juniper and pine
as I dream of your eyes,
mahogany blossoms
inspiring soft feathered brushstrokes,
for absolute beauty
always does that
to me

and I don't think
lying on your best friends floor
at 9 in the morning
drunk as hell and higher than heaven
is what you want to tell your children
you were doing at age 15
but what they might not understand and
what you hope they may never seek for
is an escape that will drowns their sorrows
when everything gets too hard to even breathe
so I pack another bowl and take another shot
hoping it'll ease away my pain
but it only makes me numb
we're all siting on the floor
staring at walls and in the background
a song that breaks my heart plays
but all I hear is your name
"if you loved me, why'd you leave me"
my heart shatters to ******* pieces
each time those words are sung
from the lips of a beautiful soul
that reminds me of you, so I must choose this pain, right?
that must make it my fault, right?
that's what you'd always ******* say
and I wish you knew what you'd done to me
that those hateful words you spoke so effortlessly still keep me up at night
that a year and 6 months later
your laugh plays through my mind like a broken record
the White House with the bright red door
colorful walls but dark clouds surrounding us, I'm drowning in a sea of blue
lying on the ground with a jack daniels in hand
i'll walk over to the balcony
gaze down for a while
and I swear I can see your face in the pavement
each time I almost jump
but silly girl
you should know by now he'll never catch you when you fall

Yesterday I saw you by the river
I was calling out your name
when you turned to me I felt a quiver
from my toes up to my brain
It was ecstasy for a single moment-
Oh, what a lovely frame!
But a moment later
I wished I never knew your name