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 Jun 2014
Diamond Johnson
It's fathers day

and yet my father is the only one who ever hurt me

but he is also the only one who ever loved me

its very confusing

because I love him and he loves me

but his way of showing things

is seen by others crazy

I would rather have a card saying I love you

then a punch in the eye

since they mean the same thing to you

but now your in jail

far away

and now im crying on my living room couch

with a tube of ice cream

praying that you where here

to show me you love me

even if that meant hitting me

I miss you daddy

and I love you even though you hurt me

Happy fathers day

I love you daddy
This is how i feel about my dad.
 Jun 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
So many people all around,
I'm crowded in this space;
Noises, voices, endless choices,
Mind starts to erase.

Walls start closing in on me,
I'm trapped inside this place;
Cries, surprise, I realize,
I'm just another face.

Get me out, let me go,
My blood begins to race;
Shining, pining, no declining,
Breaking out with no disgrace.

The box they put me in is gone,
I'm a circle in this square place;
Blinding, finding more, reminding
The trapped to find escape.
 Jun 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
take-off of Say Something*

Speak to me, I want to trust in You
I’ll be the one, if You want me to
Anywhere I wanna follow You
Speak to me, I want to trust in You

And I am feeling so small
I tried trusting myself
But I knew nothing at all

And I might stumble and fall
I’m still learning to trust
To listen to Your call

Speak to me, I want to trust in You
I’m sorry that I didn’t listen to You
Anywhere I wanna follow You
Speak to me, I want to trust in You

And I will swallow my pride
You’re the One that I love
With Your arms open wide

Speak to me, I want to trust in You
I'm trying to change, come back to You
And anywhere I wanna follow you
Speak to me, I want to trust in You.
 Jun 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
If Home is the place where I belong,
Then why have I been wandering for so long?
Seems my whole life, I've been gone;
I wonder why I'm still holding on.

To a hope of finding myself a home,
Instead of all this busy Alone;
And honestly, if I had ever known,
I wouldn't have come on my own.

Sometimes when I can't find my way,
Or just can't find the right place to stay;
Never knowing the right words to say,
I just look to the sky and I pray.

Heaven knows where I belong,
And He knows where I've been for so long;
Even though my whole life I've been gone,
He is to whom I'm holding on.~
 Jun 2014
TaciturnPhantom
“You’re cold.”
Your words.
They ring in my mind,
rebounding inside my skull
and echoing for eternity.
Sharp little knives
that slice through my brain.

I’m not cold.
I’m as emotional
as emotional can be.
I may lack ****** expression,
body language
and gestures.
But I’m not cold.

You may think
that I do not care;
that I have no compassion
or love for other people.
But I'm certainly not cold.
 Jun 2014
Riot
how do you help someone
who doesn't know they're hurt?
 Jun 2014
Riot
you cannot teach ignorance
when the ears are deafened by there ego
 Jun 2014
Riot
i was up there
on the chair
feeling underground

they said i was the underdog
they meant i was a hound
i was up there on the chair
feeling like a queen overthrown by the silence
but you still told me to dream

i was up there on that chair
thinking of the writing
everyday i was fighting for something i couldn’t do
i was up there on the chair
thinking of you calling us family
but telling me what i couldn’t do.

i was up there on the chair
thinking of my face
every single cut and bruise
now it’s the end of the race

i wish that i could speak, but speech is for the important

i was just there

nothing but a stare

waiting for you to say “i love you”

but i had to choose

i didn't’ want to take all the mental abuse

so on this chair i think of words

big small

or not there at all

everything you should have said

everything you shouldn't have said

when i asked

“if a tree falls in the forest does it make a sound?”

you said no

but you told me i was as strong as an oak

do you not here my fall?

are you not here at all?

“you wanted me to grow, but lowered my self esteem.

if you wanted me to be fixed

you shouldn’t have pulled me at the seams”


so now i’m up here on this chair, thinking of the words

all the silence

i just wanted to be heard

i

am

the chair

just like it does now

i fall

and yes you would hear a tree in the forest

**it cannot make it’s own fall
 Jun 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
(And Reasons Why I Have It Pretty Good)*


2. Starving people in Africa who have nothing that even resembles a stable govermnent to keep them safe and fed and alive. 

3. Couples going through divorce or recovering from divorce, and their poor children. =\

4. Drug addicts living on the streets without a family or a hope. 

5. Women and children caught up in human trafficking and slavery who have no one to save them. 

6. Would-be-mothers who cannot have children. This is heartbreaking for many women. 

7. Children abused by their own parents who then have to go through foster care and withstand the constant reminder that they do not have parents that love and care for them. 

8. People who have no hope and who believe a bottle of pills is the only way to take away their pain. Life is never a curse, and it is not one's responsibility to take when it becomes unbearable. 

9. Fathers who can't find a job in our economy and who feel like a failure because they can't support their family's needs. 

10. People who sit in a church and believe they are being good enough to go to heaven, when they've never heard the true gospel spoken to them before. 




1. And most importantly...the great number of individuals who have not heard and those who have rejected the Good News of Jesus Christ. It's nothing that I have done that makes me any different than them, but only the grace of God that I took hold of. I won't stand by while my fellow man lives on less than I do every day. I am blessed with food, a better government than many in this world, and parents who love each other and the Lord. I have a life of hope that sustains me better than drugs, a life worth living, and the financial support that only God could supply. And I have a church that preaches the gospel each Sunday and reminds me of how much I need Him. 

Lord, never let me forget Your many blessings. Self-pity, worry, and depression keep me from my true potential as Your daughter and servant. Show me how to share my blessings with others, so that I can spread Your Word to everyone I meet.
Amen.
 Jun 2014
Caroline Stradley
Where is God in the killing of the innocent?
Where is He among the depression and addiction?
Where is He in the dark?
Where is He in the evil?
What about the selfishness and greed?
Where is He?

He's in the sunset and the rain.
He's in the comfort through the pain.
He's in this life and the next.
He's in your life and the rest.

Where is God is the hatred and abandonment?
Where is He in the bodies in the basement?
Where is He in the blood?
Where is He in the filth and the mud?
The destruction, the hurricanes, the crime?
Where's He been all this time?

He's in the grassy hills and plains.
He's in the moss and the sugar cane.
He's in your favorite song or dream.
He's in the smoothest ice cream.
He never left.
 Jun 2014
Diamond Johnson
When Life gives you lemons
make orange juice
and leave the world wondering how you did it
 Jun 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
Let go*
And taste the freedom of knowing
You don't have to *control
it all
The hardest thing
Is to **let go.
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