All alone in a big room
I could let my voice travel all the way to you
Wish I had the key
To open the door to eternity
And see
If you're next to me
Any way it goes,
I know it's hardly anything I could hope.

Billows of blue sheets
Scarlet ribbons in the sky
Violet petals
Gold strewn across the heavens
Dazzle me. Then the sun sets.

Amidst the fallen stone green-grown
And through the crumbling arch,
The sunken mere of yesteryear
Has mirrored this scene in March

The sky meeting land in glory grand
Sparks fly where heaven meets earth;
The sea rolls in from where it’s been
And ships rise from their berth

The pearl of the moon rises soon
Lifted in the bowl of the sky;
Its size greater, every crater
Gleams brightly, the heavenly eye

Forgotten, as a rule, mirrored in the pool
The largest moon earth will see
The castle yard by cent’ries scarred
Lies the only witness to the scene.

I was a superstitious kid
I didn't step on the cracks
I wonder how much I hid
Behind my parents' backs.

And in a tiny way I'm still
The same as I was then
A little girl in for a thrill
Afraid of what's around the bend.

I still wonder if the moon
Affects my moods and caprice
Maybe if I had more room
To breathe, I'd find peace.

And I don't know
How many times I asked
Where to go
When I was looking at the past

I can't look ahead
For all the times I've made mistakes
Faults so dripping red
Don't believe I have what it takes

So give me rest
When I'm just trying to survive
When I'm not my best
Let me know that I'll revive.

Why do I
Seem to do the very same things
I'd try to fly
But never with these broken wings

It was just too cold
When I started out anew
But as I grow old
I'll try to keep my eyes on You.

Air isn't life force
I am sustained by Jesus
Lord, help me today.

Bugs in the dark swarm
My screen is not the sunlight
But they know nothing.

I liked you when you didn't swear,
When innocence was commonplace;
Maybe we're all growing up,
Lost in life's cold embrace.

My mind is a mess
Swirling dizzily around
'Till I fall over.

Cross my heart, I hope I'll die
I try to look you in the eye
I do not love you anymore
And I may break the oath I swore.

Take it into your own hands,
Take responsibility;
Grab the tiller, make your plans,
But you wouldn't if you were me.

Take me
Take me from this land
Use me
Use all that I am

Send me
Send me where I must go
Let me
Let me make others know

Give me
Give me to the lost souls
Show me
Show me all of my roles

When I only want myself
When I'm caught in something else
I'm not looking for what's right
I'm just giving up the fight

When I lose track of my way
When I let go of my faith
I'm not hopeless in Your grace
I'm the one You came to save.

Pour me
Pour me as an offering
Wear me
Wear me down and I will sing

Use me
Use me, use me Lord
Take me
Take me and my life outpoured

When I seem beyond return
When my life has ceased to burn
I am never out of reach
Lord please give me constant peace

When I forget why I'm here
When my focus disappears
I am being made anew
I can still be used by You.

Use me
Use me, gracious Lord
Take me
Take this life that You've outpoured.

You said that you'd do
whatever it takes,
But all that it took
just made my heart break.

Words make no sense
when you speak them,
unless you take them in.

Dreams taunt me at night,
Attacking my mind in hordes,
And I wake tattered.
What does it mean when I run?
And when with good I wrestle?

You left
and all that remained
were memories that lingered
in the back of my eyes
and a tingle in my nose
that waited for the worst moment
to pounce.

If the Titanic was made to sink,
Then so was my heart,
For I made sure it was impenetrable.
Oh, what a wretched man I am!
Who will save me from this flesh?
Paul whispers in my ear,
Oh, don't worry my friend
You're in good company;
Poets before me have tried
to measure this love,
And if 40,000 brothers cannot
with all of their quantity of love
make up this sum,
Then how can my heart contain this mass?
It would only burst at the seams into
a million tender pieces.
So what then?
What good is a broken heart to You?
Could you even hear my heart from there?
And like a father assuring his son
to come home,
Oh my son, it's enough, it's enough.
So who am I to accept this grace
that just falls like rain?
Cause we all know I chose to lay
my head in this desert.
But like a fish out of water,
We only know then what it means
to be parched.
So if Christ is alive, the love,
and the groom,
Then take heed my friends,
For chivalry is not dead!
For I know no other lover who would
have met me here in this place.
So I awake and I rise from my bed
of complacency--
Oh, my God I've been sleeping
with a corpse!
Oh, and these bed sores they still
rest in my bones,
Oh, how I've made a beautiful dance
with this cadaver, but my audience
is appalled!
Oh, how strong these tendons;
How they desperately need to rip
from this ancient Adam.
So light up the sky, and
Set me aflame;
Burn this bone and tissue,
For I no longer want to be
entangled in this sinew
That hinders my reach towards You.

From old to new, young to old,
Great lords can be traced
And before their time inevitably comes
Burns their memory unerased.

From the lives of one such man,
Traveling in the call box,
We know the game of chance was won
Because sticky-uppy hair rocks.

Savéd he the rich and poor;
He battled monstrous foes--
And before the eleventh hour struck,
He'd had his share of woes.

Companions in hearts and soul,
He gave of himself so readily;
How could one lose so much
But never lose one's empathy?

His smile warmed the hearts of all,
His pain struck them to the core;
And not one of us didn't dream of the day
He'd show up at our door.

He'd fought his Goliath, like all of us must do,
And waited for the sunrise to appear;
Not one but two hearts beat in his chest,
Which some might think very queer.

He held our hearts and attention,
We watched him victorious with pride;
But as long as he stayed, we loved him
And missed him when Eleven arrived.

From old to new, young to old,
There's always a bit of a shocker:
Regeneration really *****
And you never forget your first Doctor.

The closer I became
The further I fell away
And the harder I began to fall  
The further I was from it all.

So I came back to the sea
It's always had a hold on me
You drew me closer to You
As the tide pulled, I was too

The forests were drowning in shade
I knew they couldn't hide me anyway
The sky was everywhere
When I plumbed the depths, You were there.

Even if I should flee this world
I couldn't slip from Your grasp, Lord
Even when the oceans roar
I hear Your call more.

Fire burns in my veins,
Uncontrollable, flaming;
And won't let me be.
I don't understand myself
When the fire burns inside me.

The very first time I opened my eyes,
I was blinded by sudden and brilliant light;
The sunlight beamed down from heaven above,
And pierced the corners of my blackest night.

The very first time I looked at the world,
I was 'nraptured by grass bladed green;
The depth of color amazéd me
And rejuvenated by what I had seen.

The very first time I gazed at the sky,
I was overwhelmed by the purity of blue;
The innocence of crystal clouds were sailing high
And birds soared in light brand new.

The very first time I glimpsed the sea,
I felt the size of a small grain of sand;
The endless reaches of water tricked with my mind,
And the crash of waves made it hard to stand.

The very first time I searched for the sunrise,
I watched the light spread across the sky;
The gradual unveiling of heaven's light,
It always feels just like the first time.

Silence: no voices
Lightless: no sun in the sky
Joyless: thoughts torment.

I want someone who can laugh at himself
I want someone who can be shy about being cute
I want someone who has been waiting for me, and honestly keeping himself only mine

I want someone who can stand up for what's right and stand up! stand up for Jesus!
I want someone who can sing and play 
I want someone whose heart is as musically intertwined as mine is

I want someone that's absolutely crazy
I want someone so crazy that I can love him to death and it won't drive him nuts
I want someone who is prepared for life and knows where his path is headed

I want someone with confidence
I want someone who wouldn't ever make me feel uncomfortable 
I want someone with compassion and passion and with the past behind him

I want someone who could ****** his nose just by stepping on a pencil but who can be tough as steel about ripping off bandaids
I want someone who could be that one dad that all the other kids wish was their dad because he's so much fun
I want someone that isn't looking for me at this age
I want someone who can wait if I need him to

I want someone who wears black when he's depressed
               white when he's fine
                                and green when he feels epic

I want someone who can pray hard when he needs something
I want someone who can be serious when he needs to be
I want someone who wants this as much as me.

He is a poet
And everybody knows it
Though sometimes they can be a little hard;
He gives them wordings
As easy as is speaking
And does it with pride and truly without regard.

No matter where I go today
A song flows through my head
It twists and turns, leaves and returns,
But stays, just as I said

It is a song of monotony
That changes into peace
The tune reprises, what I realize is
It’s a song that mirrors me

As I run along to my next class
The song picks up the pace
Inside my mind, it leaves behind
Of slowness every trace

I reach my seat and barely get
To sit before the bell
I look around, the song resounds
Of relief that I did so well

And as I walk back home today
The song is humming still
Satisfaction, pleased distraction
The song skips down the hill.

This is the struggle:
I'm discovering myself,
Fighting the demons,
And supporting the flowers
Whose beauty envies devils.

maybe the end is coming,
but for me,
i'm stuck in the long haul
feeling like i can't pick up my feet
time is dragging on
and it's dragging me forward
whether i like it or not,
the sun will set and i'll be in the dark,
again.

He walks this way, the Weatherman
Bringing me lovely sunshine 
The earth his road, the sky his home, 
He brings these emotions mine. 

He saunters past, the Weatherman
Leaving me dusty and dry
I languish in the choking heat
As he brings this desire by. 

Though I call the Weatherman
He will not hear my cries
Wind from the north and westward
My damp eyes slowly dries. 

But suddenly, the Weatherman,
With hands ice cold and sharp
Reaches through the falling snow
And freezing, touches my heart.

As only the Weatherman can do,
He brings the solemn rain
But I find they are connected somehow
The sky and the inner pain.

My poems don't have titles
But who likes reading "Unnamed"?
If they were all called "Untitled"
Then they would all look the same!

Titles are so boring
I wish I could paint for each one
A portrait of the image
The poem reminds me of.

If I was better at naming
Then maybe they'd have better names
But as far as I can see
I could as easily call this one "James"

I have a dream
Of a world where names aren't needed
But that won't happen now
Unless I barge on unheeded

I feel very random
Because "Let It Go"'s stuck in my head
It's driving me crazy
I'd rather sing "Let It Burn" by RED

This is me on chai tea
This is me when I've had a long day
I don't care what anyone thinks
I don't care what anyone'll say

I'm really going to do it
I'll write a poem with no name
Maybe it'll be glorious
And maybe it'll be lame.

But whatever happens to it
I think I'll go back to before
When poems and books had names
And titles were nothing more.

Can't think anymore
If you would just let me go
Maybe I'd feel free.

I never was the kind of girl
Who hid my face
Was not afraid to tell the world
What I had to say

But this nightmare came
Knocking at my door
I can't let it show
The inside is so hollow, so hollow

This ain't real, this ain't me
I'm not exactly where I'm supposed to be now
Can't let the light shine on me
Now I've lost who I am
The only way to hold it in
Is just hiding who I wanna be
*** this ain't me.

Do you know what it's like to feel so in the dark?
To dream about a life where you know who you are
Even though it seems like it's so close to me
I just can't believe in myself, it's the only thing

This ain't real, this ain't me
I'm not exactly where I'm supposed to be now
Can't let the light shine on me
Now I've lost who I am
The only way to hold it in
Is just hiding who I wanna be
*** this ain't me.

I'm the voice you hear inside your head
I'm why your ears are ringing
You need to find me
You gotta find me

I'm the missing piece you need
The reason that you're falling
You need to find me
You gotta find me

This ain't real, this ain't me
I'm not exactly where I'm supposed to be now
Can't let the light shine on me
Now I've lost who I am
The only way to hold it in
Is just hiding who I wanna be
*** this ain't me.

This ain't me

But I can find who I am
And keep myself from holding in
No more hating who I used to be
*** that ain't me.

This is the end of 'tomorrow's
And 'maybe's and 'sorta's and 'shrugs'
This is the end of beginnings
That never amount to His love

This is the end of the water
That's lukewarm, not cold and not hot
This is the end of just saying
That we'd rather just sit here and rot.

This is the end of your sorrows
That are given more attention and care
Than the unmourned deaths of the millions
Who die without knowing He's there.

This is the end of the judgement
We all so readily give
To those who just needed a Savior
And who now don't see why they should live.

This is the end of the 'nervous'
Where you don't speak 'cause you're afraid
This is the start of your courage
Where you stand up 'cause you're not ashamed.

There's something about this room
That I've decorated recently
I'm saddened by all walls blue
And reminded by curtains green.

You could write a thousand words
but you could ne'er write the word
that whispers in the darkest night
that word is my soul.

One will tell the tale,
Another will blur its lines;
A third sets it straight.

Last day of my week
I feel lucky—I'll be free
And party tonight.

Should have held your hand
Just a little bit tighter
So you'd understand.