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 Jan 2014 Madison Brooke
carmen
I make lists
to organize my life into lines
on a page
some lists are for groceries
others for wishes
I make lists of "to do's"
for the satisfaction of crossing them off
I scribble thoughts onto paper in the late hours of the night
I make lots of lists
of things I'm grateful for
of goals still awaiting their accomplishment

to remind myself I exist

I guess it's also a form of obsessive compulsiveness
that comes with not knowing who you are
or being unsure of where you're going
I make lists
to slowly, deliberately, write myself into a person
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 Jan 2014 Madison Brooke
Jude
No more sadness
no more fear,
I'm going to sail
away from here.

I've waited long enough,
the time has come
for me to stop
feeling numb

I leave the harbor,
& begin to feel!
first breeze through my hair,
it fills my sail

The sun warms my face
& then my breast,
the familiar weight is taken
from my chest

Out here,
I am finally free
nothing is holding me back
& I can just breathe
 Jan 2014 Madison Brooke
Jude
Many hurt people
have slowly built a wall. 
Mine has a moat around it
and stands 90 feet tall

Each brick is a lesson
I learned the hard way
The moat I just keep there,
to scare others away 

I don't mind living here,
I am never alone.
I have all my music
& my dragon named Stone

Stone laughs at all my jokes
& accepts all my flaws
He gently wipes my tears
with his clumsy dragon paws

Stone understands me
more than I do myself
I'm always trying to find me
through all the books on my shelf 

Sometimes I want to leave this place 
but I forgot to build a door 
So together me and Stone 
go above the clouds & soar

It's nice up there,
I feel so free
Nothing to hide
my silly friend & me

Maybe someday I'll leave 
my little sanctuary
Maybe I'll find some courage, 
but I tend to believe the contrary
I'm learning to be mature,
to solve things myself.
Things that were once in my control,
but now are just hanging in my life
like dead plants on a wire,
taking up space for no reason
but to bother me
as I have to avoid
hitting my head on them
as they lifelessly hang there
from the ceiling.
I never notice how loud it is
until someone calms things down.
 Jan 2014 Madison Brooke
ren
Muster your courage
And rid of all sins
It's too much for my heart;
It's too much for your skin. 
Bless your downcast soul
I bid you sweet dreams
Set fire to all your coals
And let burn heavenly beams
Your tears seem like rain
But the Master's blessings pour
He will always reign
And the storm can fight no more. 
You are so loved. 
You are so loved.
 Jan 2014 Madison Brooke
ren
I am irrelevant. 
I am nothing but a vessel.
I am a lantern to carry Light,
And a candlestick has never pled
"Someone please love me".

I am irrelevant.
I am assured in hope.
I am a stain glass window;
My purpose is to color in His plan
With the humble crayons 
I've been given.

I am irrelevant. 
I am here to serve.
I am here to wipe the dripping tears
Of crying candle wax
And light the oil in others.

I am irrelevant. 
And the only relevance is His light.
-ren
 Jan 2014 Madison Brooke
ren
This is me loving you. 
This is my love serving as a buoy
A little reminder
That you can never let yourself swim
Further than our tender hearts can bear

This is me loving you. 
This is my love serving as a life preserver
A little reminder 
That you can never let yourself drown 
When I am diving in to catch you 
(Always)

This is me loving you. 
This is my love attempting to save you.
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