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  Mar 2016 Jennifer Weiss
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.
Jennifer Weiss Mar 2016
Oh, 'twas the fierce love I once detested.
Crying out "why" from my corner of land.
It was the capacity to perform I once loved,
keeping me from my promised land.
There's a settling in on the horizon,
a shifting of views.
What I once saw as curse,
I now see as brand new.
A blessing from the Heaven
of the Lord our God.
For what I thought I needed,
He gave not.
truthfully, I will love every part of me.
Jennifer Weiss Feb 2016
Oh the sin I've been in,
let it trouble me no more.
I know I am forgiven,
the question now is what for?
To torture myself into Eternity...
or to walk through some newly opened door?
I think the purpose burns on the inside of me,
to be haunted never more.
I dream of things He reveals to me.
Like coveting what is not mine.
And I turn from this completely,
relaxing in my bit of time.
There is no such as a life that is better than mine.
I am convinced I have been given something
utterly Divine.
I choose both!
Jennifer Weiss Feb 2016
Every event is like a whisper from the Lord.
I used to think He wasn't speaking,
then I realized I was only just so bored
and distracted...
I couldn't listen.
And now I am out there,
holding my ear up to sea shells
to see
if He'll whisper.
Then He tells me He is more than a voice.
More than my dreams.
More than my blessings...
Much more than He seems.
And I continue to go on fascinated
by His beautiful mystery.
What better way to begin a morning,
than to be infinitely loved by Thee.
His whisper is the song.
Jennifer Weiss Jan 2016
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.
Jennifer Weiss Jan 2016
Not everything I dreamed,
has come true.
Not every lie I believed
has gone as fast as you.
But the way you lingered in my heart,
took a little longer to remove.
It took adjusting my expectations to your new part,
learning to live apart from the rouse.
this
is
living
now.
  Jan 2016 Jennifer Weiss
Jon Shierling
Ozymandias was a conqueror, a man that lay low kingdoms,
and yet is now a pillar of dust.

This, dust beneath us, is all that shall remain.

Love is all that we have of ourselves,
the only thing worth giving,
   or taking,
which stands the test of time.
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