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my heart beats faster for you
my heart and mind ache simply for you
is this love or fear i feel
for my thoughts are solely on you

you confuse me so much
i fear you so as such
you bring out the worst in me
gawky inelegant maladroit i am around you
it's nauseating that i am, also without you
it's upsetting, i am revolted at this
is this love or fear i feel about this

my heart beats faster for you
my heart and mind seems to ache
just thinking about you
is this love or fear i feel for you
stranger at day, thief at night
you are to me
for my thoughts are solely on you you see
my heartaches specially for you
is this love or fear i feel about you
Enoch was a dynamic soul
who truly sought God’s heart;
as a result of revelation knowledge
being imparted unto him,
God plucked him from the earth
so that he was “no more.”
Since Jehovah is no respecter of persons
and there is “nothing new under the sun”,
then why do we know only of a single individual
who was transported to heaven in the same manner
without experiencing an earthly demise?
How many “other” Enochs were there
whose names are unknown?
Did Enoch’s life story inspire God
to put His Word into print
with the intention of history repeating itself?
Why do ministers neglect Enoch’s story?
Perhaps by contrast it would reflect
poorly on themselves,
seeing they are still with us.



Author Note:

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2009, All rights reserved.
I breathe in with the rain, sigh with the wind
All is wrong, the sky is white, the clouds blue
Lying in agony, for I have sinned
The color of my pain now changes hue

I beg mercy, my soul becomes blacker
My misery fades but then reoccurs
The world against the world, please just take her
No one's here for anyone, visions blur

I am no one, I am white against white
In constant pain but nowhere to turn to
I give in to my sins, I've lost my fight
Tearful eyes look 'round, the happy are few

Why do I live in a world filled with pain
What the hell's the point, there's nothing to gain
2005
Here at last, the end of a long journey
The road I have sought is finally found
I have found what my heart has been yearning
At last I'm free from pain with which I'm bound

I'm living in a dream, no way it's true
I have finally let go of the past
Let's pick up my life, pieces lay askew
I have found the final piece, place it last

You are finally gone, I can move on
Sorry it makes me happy, this is life
Please don't be upset, I've always been gone
It is your turn to feel this pain and strife

Forget about the past, it is now done
I can now rest in peace, go have your fun
I wrote this a couple years ago but I feel it is exceptionally relevant to my life now.
It's been three weeks,
I'm an antidepressant away from being okay with this,
I'm just numbing the pain,
I'm tired of feeling this way,
The worst part is, you just don't understand,
You think I'm being dramatic,
But that didn't keep me from wanting to jump in front of a train,
It's whatever though,
I just want to go,
And you'll never know until I'm gone,
That you actually gave a ****.
Asking how could I love you
To which I reply, "How could I not"
Imagine if you will, for a moment
A world where we are all blind
No force has ever been so pure
So, when I see you that is I
Blind
Blinded by your love through and out
Appearance will change with time
I will continue to be blind
You will always be the one
The one that opened my eyes
Accepted all of me
Damaged as I was at times
So please love
Don't fret
Nothing can change it
Always beautiful inside and out
That is how I love you
isolation
is what she can do
isolation
is what she do
isolating
to prevent the hurt from coming
isolating
to prevent her from feeling
isolating
from shame she felt
isolating
from what she is trying to prevent
although it is the thing that drives her insane
isolation
is what she thinks is best
to prevent herself from hurting herself
to prevent from hurting others
isolation
is the best
from this world unrest
inspired by Anastasiya M's poem "Insane" http://hellopoetry.com/poem/insane-12/
A man three times her size
almost twice as old
touched her
she did not like it
recoiled
pushed to the bathroom
bent over a toilet
pain
ready to *****
sickening
violated
never spoken of aloud
never will be
disgusting she is now
wipe away the memory
ask her now why she hates herself
If I had any super power I would want the power to control time.
To stop this moment
To relive the past
And to see the future.

If I had any super power I would want the power to control time.
To slow it down
To speed it up
And to play over.

If I had any super power I would want the power to control time.
To spend it wisely
To cherish it
And to learn from it.

If I had any super power I would want the power to control time.
Because it is the cruelest villain
It keeps moving regardless of our lives
It keeps ticking and tormenting
It claims to heal all wounds
It is the dictator of life.

I'd be stronger than super man
I'd be slicker than batman
I'd be bulkier than the hulk
I'd be faster than quicksilver
All because I'd have the power to control time.
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