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See me, how I rain through the ceiling
believing what part of me you failed to reach.
Tell me, how you tried to tree speak
but forests reek of my death unwinding in your ears.
Follow me, into your dusty attic
to tell the bats and make our story last forever.
Now sleep, my fragile murderess
sewing my soul into the seams of your pillow.
Day 19 of NaPoWriMo.
I will be
The candle that lights your way
Not the wildfire
That ravages your world.

You must be
The hearth that brings me home
Save me from my secret self
Drawn to the danger of the flame.
 Apr 2015 Corrina Jay
anu
What I Want From Life
Nothing More Than A Smile

For A Week
But Life Shows Me That I'm Weak
To Have A Smile For A Week ...
Still i hope God that He will give me that...
Thanks hp that  atleast you can wipe my tears..
You cannot see my guilt
but you can see my lies.
You cannot escape the sin
But why do I have to take it on the chin?

Those pleasures I enjoyed
Those consequences I forgot
And now, I see my death
They are holding my breath.

My heart was beating irregularly
Why are they looking at me?
Am I terrorist that killed a hundred child?
Why throw stones at me?

They judge like a god
They **** with their eyes
I know where to go
To the one who's good and love endures.

I'm on my knees
They'll take my life like a beast
I'm ready.
Then Love approached me.

"He that is without sin among you,
let him be the first to cast a stone at her."

I heard Him saying.
Those eyes who knows nothing
Now they stop throwing.

I found forgiveness
I found freedom
How can the One I hurt the most
Save me and forgive me?

Thou mercy is everlasting
Thou grace is overflowing
You broke my chain
and take my pain.

I found life
I found forgiveness
No guilt no shame.
Thank you for redemption.
This poem is in relation with  John 8:1-7.
8 1 but Jesus went to the Mount of Olives.

2 At dawn he appeared again in the temple courts, where all the people gathered around him, and he sat down to teach them. 3 The teachers of the law and the Pharisees brought in a woman caught in adultery. They made her stand before the group 4 and said to Jesus, “Teacher, this woman was caught in the act of adultery. 5 In the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women. Now what do you say?” 6 They were using this question as a trap, in order to have a basis for accusing him.

But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger. 7 When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, “Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.”
Anything worth doing,
is worth doing right.

Like forgetting.

That's why I drink
brandy these days.

Laced with regret,

I always remember
Jack Daniels nights.
 Apr 2015 Corrina Jay
martin
beneath
her
perfect
skin
only the
chosen
view
the scars
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