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  Oct 2017 HRTsOnFyR
Kenya83
You don't heighten me,
You don’t enlighten me,
Brighten me,
Or even give it right to me,
Not really,
Not like I want you to,
You don’t teach nor reach,
In to my mind or my soul,
Where exclusive intricacies evolve and grow
Assisting in growth, learning the ropes, intrigued by the whole of me

I’m uninspired,
Feel undesired
Stuck in my thoughts, I’m mindlessly wired
I don’t even know who you are and you know little of me, so it seems

I crave you
And degrade me in return
My ego yearns
For this empty,
Worthless gratification,
You provide no real satisfaction,
At this self lit cremation

But while I’m writing you reply and my brain and body collide, heating me inside
A rush, a drug? A quick fix,
A toxic dump for an insecurity slump
I wish I didn’t desire that heavy thud of my heart
With the throw of a dart
Anxiety starts
All over again
  Oct 2017 HRTsOnFyR
Jennifer Weiss
It is so beautiful here...
I used to think being sad
was something of beauty.
Then it dawned on my heart,
that life is so much more than dark words
or feelings I can choose not to have.

Believe me, I have felt your pain.
I have been more attached to depression,
because it at least would not let me down.  
I have known the death that is life.
I walked a road that was gray and damp...
and I was alone.

Though I haven't got the happiness I think I want.
I know that I have been gifted
with the joy of God.
I know that my troubles may seem terrible in the night,
but peace, rest, love, joy, goodness, kindness, and blessings
all come as
soon as
I choose
to see
it.
Search me O God, Speak to me Father.
  Oct 2017 HRTsOnFyR
Veronika
You're not going to always get the perfect things
And you're not always going to feel the best
But to me you will be just right
And if you're wrong I will explain and teach you better;
You're not going to like me for it,
Sometimes we will be enemies instead of best friends
And it will be a sad time when you keep secrets from me
But I will try to be tolerant and excuse you,
Remembering myself at your age.
Know that the hardest thing is not letting go of someone, but keeping a hold of yourself whilst you have them;
Know that music is merely an escape into a bunch of emotions we apply to reality and not the other way round;
Know that your actions must be sincere and noble no matter what and you will be okay.
I love you.
  Oct 2017 HRTsOnFyR
Jennifer Weiss
"We are in the same boat with the One whom even the winds and the sea obey."
I will remember this for all of my days.
I will cling to Him when I want to run away.
For there is no danger to come near me,
in which the Lord would not stay.
"No danger can come so near the Christian that God is not nearer."
  Oct 2017 HRTsOnFyR
RJW
she is a fragilely sculpted being
born of earth and dust and dirt
a world's oblivion is coiled around her hair
flowing over shoulders that bear numerous opinions
and sometimes various glances of vague curiosity, disdain or admiration
the celestial tied to this tiny sliver of mud
freckled aquamarine speck
bound to the earth through delicate ties
a shell of the terrestrial

the mortal who clothes herself in immortality
through the only Way
the rise of the Spirit over the desolate flesh
only through His Blood is she reminded of His divine sacrifice
for all the delicate beings that reside temporarily
on this tainted planet

she smiles in triumph
studying a loosely strung thread
a tapestry of silvered fibres
naked in exposure when caught
in strong sunlight and a thin clasp
of miniscule enchantment

oh you are of temporary matter
temporary breath
temporary flesh
temporary glory

until eternity begins
We are all temporary beings in this life.
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