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Broken Oct 2016
And suddenly
Your best memories
Become
Your worst enemies
Broken Oct 2016
And suddenly sad songs aren't sad enough
The deepest words aren't deep enough
And numb isn't numb enough
Alone isnt alone enough
Cold October rain isn't cold enough
And pain doesn't hurt enough
to explain the suffering and loss of love
Broken Oct 2016
I wish I had the words to say
To tell you just the way I feel
I'd tell you what you mean to me
I'd let out all that is concealed
So if tomorrow never comes
And if the sun doesn't ever rise
At least I'll sing you one last song
At least I'll look into your eyes and say
I love you
Broken Oct 2016
Pain, the reminder that I'm still alive
But how desperately I wish that I wasn't
Broken Oct 2016
Maybe I don't need a hundred liars to tell me how tomorrow will be brighter. Maybe I need one person who cares enough to sit with me in the darkness today.
Broken Oct 2016
"Give me a reason not to jump!"
I screamed.
And the world stood silent.
Broken Oct 2016
I do not know what tomorrow holds
But I do know Him who holds tomorrow
Therefore I lay aside all anxieties
Every fear and sorrow
Because though they neither sow nor reap
God provides for the sparrow
And I don't have to worry about missing the mark
Because I'm not the archer I'm just the arrow
I'm just the instrument that God chooses to use
As He masterfully conducts His heavenly tune
Therefore satans guilt cannot consume me
And absolutely no credit is ever due me
Because it was He who decided to choose me and use me for His glory
All I have to do is follow He who gave His everything
To see my sin washed clean
Because the sentence that once read "Guilty"
Now reads "Set Free"
So please never address me as the Bruce Lee of poetry
I'm  not the shepherd i'm just a sheep
And if I don't point back in everything to Him who leads me
My words are empty and mean nothing
Therefore I do not preach my own power but that of the cross
I lay down my life, count all as loss
I can simply be the broken warrior that I am
His hands hold this world
And his love scarred those hands
I never have to worry about my performance or plans
I know Him who holds tomorrow
By faith in Him alone I stand
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