Take me to neverland.**
I've spent my entire
life dreaming of neverland.
All you need is faith, trust
and a little bit of pixie dust.
I'll think of a mermaid lagoon,
underneath a magical moon...
If you'll be my star.
I can be you lost boy,
your last chance,
your "everything- better plan.''
Somewhere in neverland.
So come with me to neverland,
where dreams are born
and time is never planned.

Whitest of white against the darkest of black
Tossed around in the biggest of waves; I'm but a tiny speck

Prominent like the moon out on a sunlit sky
Attempting to live again after every night I die

Time slips by... The days have come and then gone
Drawing the curtains of dusk; to unveil the arrival of dawn

To everything else we should be indifferent because for each other we truly care
At opposites we stand for I am here while you are there...

In her eyes the starkness of might
in her outstretched arms a call
to the ones challenging her
to surrender to her power
and the ones worshipping her
to find in her might what’s hidden,
an invitation to the worshipper and the challenger
to submit, to see, beyond her wrathful might
not a goddess
but a woman, a mortal lover,
infinitely lovable!

Struggling to reach shelter from this storm.
When in reality the Shelter of refuge from it.
Is the Creator of the Heavens and the earth.
We need to run to him , to hide under his wings.
For only when we call out to him to save us.
Does the storm let up on us, only then  do we...
Admit that it is him not us whom has everything under control.
For we as humans sometimes have great pride here.
But in reality life is not about us, but about our Savior.

I can't wait to be far away

It's not you, it's the fact that I never knew that your father was supposed to heal the wounds not cause them until I was 14.
It's not you it's the fact that I remember the cut on my mom's eye after my father threw a lamp at her. I remember the tears she cried. And when I asked her where she hurt she pointed to her heart.
It's not you it's the day my sister became homeless because she couldn't work because she was severely harmed in a car accident.
It's not you, but when I saw my old lover hanging from the ceiling I decided that would be the last time I ever put my happiness into the hands of anyone else.
It's not you but I know how love can rip you apart and I don't know if I can ever forget that and let you in.