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Sarah Davis Sep 2015
Lose your breath
Catch your fall
Only this time
Its not a close call

Fuzz begins its ascent
But gravity pulls on you harder
Level of pain is decent

The result: Torn up ligament
Not much..... just picked poetry back up
Sarah Davis May 2015
While trying  to see how they see...
We put not one more ounce of trust in the troubled world that has forgotten it's true Master.
       We Are some of the few breathtaking creations that God has put upon Mother Earth, and quite frankly, it sickens me to the core, to see some of us being run down repeatedly , due to
       A petty comment that left us broken.  And due to those jealous stares that bore holes into our confidence.
     Because of the scars that were left by someone that didn't  treat us like the great women God made us to be , and instead hurt us  and left us hopeless.
      all people should be treated as it was written in the good Book. Which means treating all women as the queens they are. Because we were created  to be at the Kings' right hand.  Not to be hurt and misused by all the lowlifes of the manipulated earth that God had and still has good intentions for.
      And men. You were to be at the other side of our Saviour. Instead some of you choose to scavenge the earth, for satans camouflaged  scraps smothered in this life's sins, and for what? The satisfaction of Satan's lies and deceit??
That's just a mirage of the heated fumes that sin lets off.
Not really a poem, but came from the heart
Stand firm in Jesus, for he is our Rock.
Stand firm in Jesus, for he is our shelter .
Though the storm may be raging outside.
There is nothing that shall get past him.
Even though the waters are raging here,
Jesus speak and all of the water dispense.
For our God only speaks life into us.
He is our Source and our defense as well.
For he heals us and restore us into new beings.
For Jesus Speaks and things began to change within us.
He lives, my Savior reigns so my Hope is secure forever more.
There is no other one whom can rescue me in my time of need.
There is so much more to his Salvation then just going to heaven.
Surrendering to him, the Truth, the Word. my Salvation and my God.
For in him lies my Life. for without him my world shall fall apart.
Because there is no Life, without him but with the strength he provides.
This brings my Heart Joy , it puts my mind to peace because he lives
Because he lives, so do I because he reigns my Hope is Secure as well.
Because he Saves. my heart sings because he lives my Hope is Secure..
Sarah Davis Feb 2015
Sudden burst of light

Sudden burst of noise

Nicotine scent envelopes my nostrils

Not amazing news

But most urgent.

We knew she was bad....

But this?

Traveled i guess.

Clambered in

to every vital part

every CRUCIAL thing

that needed to

function,

consumed by poison

known as CANCER.

The familiar odor

Covergirl liquid

foundation now sits vacantly

I have no need for it today.

The only thing,

only one

I yearn for: Her....

Any and all

attempts to

stabilize my emotions

fails, and my

whole body seems

to go on strike.

No more. No more.

The bluff of

brackish  rivers

streams down

my adolescent face.
R.I.P. Aunt Susie. we miss u.
Sarah Davis Feb 2015
Warm,
Bliss filled clouds of love
Surround me.

I dread
Our inevitable breakup
Once more.

Part of me knows
I should depart
quickly.

The latter;
Rolls over and tries
To enjoy the last

Moments in a
Pocket of
Toasty goodness.

At a snail’s pace,
I crawl out
Of my sanctuary.

My feet
Absorb the temperature
Of winters frigid breathe.

I hurry
through my daily tasks. One
Thing left to do.

Scurry back
To the  laundered
Warmth of my bed.

Try to enjoy
The last remnants
Of its former glory.

It attempts
Its Monday morning best
To radiate back
To life.

Sarah, why do I feel
A complicated nostalgia there
In the warmth, and household aroma?

A mothers’ absent
Binding hugs, replaced
By downy feathers?

Because it has always been
a battle of cold and heat,
Attempting to take foothold.
Sarah Davis Jan 2015
Sometimes we lose our way.
Sometimes we don't know what to say.
The "I love you " and "I love you too"
That's a big part of me and you.
Sometimes there's space between
Then I don't know where to lean.
Sometimes we don't feel the same,
It drives us insane
But our desires are pure and strong
So they will always help us along.
Written by my best friend Lexy
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