In this world, I find myself alone,
surrounded by a chaos of troubles,
including my own
and you expect me to stand strong
as everything crumbles,
because you want me to help you atone?

I am a dancing light through the darkness
for many, it seems, through their stress.
My heart grows weary,
yet I remain humble,
as you plead for me to protect.

Through all of your worries and woes,
I stand with you, and I oppose;
But when all is resolved,
I'm left to struggle
as life deals me blow after blow.

Why is life so ominously wicked
to those who are giving and committed? Through it all,
my priorities are juggled
and from my time you greatly benefit.

But these questions keep manifesting
in my mind:
Why do I care so much,
and why am I so kind?
Why must I carry everyone's burdens
when they do not feel inclined?

©️Lizzie Bevis

FALL

     I was living alone
Just trying to survive
Working my life away
Not sure if I wanted to be alive

I’d cry myself to sleep
After I turned out the light
My dreams were absent of color
They were always in black & white

Each day I’d force myself to carry on
Though I never knew why
Time was always in slow motion
As the world just passed me by

Never knowing God’s plan
Living in a dismal reality
Wishing on the brightest Stars
From a distant galaxy

Then I saw your face
And I heard love call
The Angels were singing
And I knew I was gonna FALL

Written By:Charles Kean
11/05/2024

A tiny feather small and soft
makes little impact
when it floats aloft,
ten thousand feathers
make a bird
which sings out loud
and can be heard,
it’s hard to be a single feather
but we are strong
when we fly together

Sighing memories washing over me in the flow of a deep
blue sea, — my skin glimmers with the love of the sun, but its
affection is too overwhelming; my tears cascade, transforming every
ground beneath my feet, into an ocean the moment I step outside.

Please don’t crash into me as if I were an unguarded entrance –
the outside world hammered at the door of my heart, demanding to
be let in by any open conversation — but it takes more time for me
to open up.

Those open scars, raw and untended, are like emotional
whirlpools, dragging me down into the abyss of pain and sorrow.

Everywhere I look I see vanity
No matter how much I want to avoid it
I turn on my screen & it's staring at me
Every scroll is another one, head full of air with perfect skin. I don't fit in.

Have you ever had an emotion surfaced after many years?
It's not the kind that brings you to tears
Rather It makes you clench your fist.
The kind that brings out your darkest side.
It needs to be tamed,
It needs to be chained.
The kind that terrifies your own soul.

It is best dealt on your knees in the quiet company of...
The One that is not visible to the human eye,
The only one capable of forgiving the seven deadly sins.
The provider of peace in the midst of the turmoil coming from within.