Marisa Lu Makil

Marisa Lu Makil Mar 2022

We long for presence
For someone to hold our hand
And make sure we are okay
To pull us to safety
When we feel our lives
Slipping
Like tethered rope
Through sweaty fingers
Torn between letting go
Dropping
Falling
Fearing
Fracturing
On the rocks below
Or daring to think
That maybe things will be okay
So you hold on to the rope
Hand shaking
Fingers gripping
Blood Dripping
Down injured
Weary
Hands
Holding hard to the heartfelt hope
That someone will save you from Drowning
When there was never anyone
At the other end of the rope
So You watch the videos
Drink and love
Hoping it will bring you back
From the clammy
Gray
You've been
buried in so long
We long for presence
Because that's what we need
Someone to hold the other end of the rope
Someone to give us life again
We need someone
To put their arm beneath us
And help us stand

"But mine is peace that flows from heaven and the strength in time of need I know my pain will not be wasted, Christ completes His work in me"

Marisa Lu Makil Jan 2022

Ivy

Hush little darling, don't you cry
I know you have fiery skies
Bad times now and more to come
Save your tears now, little one

Hush little baby don't you cry
It is raining hard tonight
Peace will come when sun doth rise
Listen to my lullabies

Hear my voice and lull to sleep
Pray the Lord your soul to keep
Hush little baby don't you cry

*Everything's gonna be alright

There's a picture in my head of a mother with her child. Bombs light up against the dark, starless, rainy sky. She clutches her baby to her, attempting to soothe the child with this song and stave off both their fear as everything falls around them.

*credit to whoever wrote the original "Hush little baby". This is only my revised version. :)

Marisa Lu Makil Jan 2022

Will William

All things must end
Good and bad
We don't always get happy endings
But if we're lucky,
And very, very blessed,
We might keep getting happy beginnings.

Marisa Lu Makil Dec 2021

Anywhere Anywhere

Oh and what a relief
To wake up
And find the monsters in my head
Were nothing but a nightmare
Locked
And seared
On the backs of my waking eyelids

I've been having some horrible nightmares lately. I don't know why. A few days ago, I had to sit up and remind myself where I was, that my neighbor was downstairs and no one has my key. I turned the lights on before going back to bed. My brother says I should get help and find a counselor who is able to help me. For some reason, typing up my nightmare when I wake makes me feel better. I have a whole file full of them.

Marisa Lu Makil Dec 2021

Jim Jerome Wood

I write for you here on this side
It just seems right somehow
I'll write about your funny smile
And happy, wrinkled brow

You always wore your funny socks
You passed in happy ones
Now 'neath the ground they lay with you
On golden roads they run

You carried me when I was born
Down bright hospital halls
But still for me, you left too soon
The voice of heaven called

As years went by, you helped me walk
Lovingly watched me grow
We had a soft, unspoken love
That only grandpa's know

I wish that I had spoken it
One last and final time
So on the chance that you can see,
I'll say it with this rhyme

I loved you then, I miss you now
I wish that I had known
Without a chance to say goodbye
Up to the clouds you'd flown.

I wish I could have said goodbye
My heart regrets it now
"I love you, miss you, and goodbye"
It doesn't matter now.

I've never had to deal with death
This was a first for me
I wish to God it wasn't you
Now you will never see.

I know that I'll see you someday
I wish it would be soon
If it meant I could bring you back,
I would give you the moon

But sighs and cries and tears of grief
Could never bring you back
I trust you are in Jesus' arms
Your death was right on track

I cannot see the happiness
Through bitter, mourning eyes
But I know I will see you soon
Under celestial skies

So I won't say goodbye to you
Goodbye is for so long
I'll just say "I will see you soon
When I join Heavenly throngs"

This is for my pawpaw who passed on October 25, 2021. He didn't die from old age, or an old wound, while the whole world was panicking about people dying from Covid, my sweet grandpa died from pancreatic cancer. What a joke. But I know where he is now, there's no cancer, no ****** aches or pains, no loss of hearing, he feels and is better than he has ever been. I just wish I had gotten to say goodbye. Since he was in the hospital, we weren't allowed to be with him But like a small blessing from the Lord, when he passed, he thought we were with him, his family around him, loving him while he passed from this world to the next. I wish I could hug him just once more. I'll see you soon, pawpaw. Wait for me at the east gate. I'll meet you there.

Marisa Lu Makil Dec 2021

Sazid

You said you had no offer;
No option but to leave
I would have offered you everything
And in the end, that was my downfall.

Marisa Lu Makil Dec 2021

Bitter Travesty

I dreamed one night
So long ago
Of oceans far away
I set a'sail
And found myself
In harsh and gloomy day

The fog rolled in
The water crashed
But he was by my side
A sweetest love
I'd never known
Drifting o'er the tide

He held my hand
Throughout the storm
And as we braved the sea,
I felt his life-light
Seep to mine,
He gave it willingly

A stranger here
Upon these tides
I knew not left or right
And many days
Had cruelly passed
Since we had seen the light

Oh wicked wind
Oh tumult'uous sea
Oh cold and dark embrace
Oh how we dreamed
Of sunshine lands
Far away from this place

I wished and hoped
For better days
The deluge drew me in
But still we dreamed
Of sunny skies
And sweet, warm summer wind

The waters crash
The sea it sprays
So angry at our laughter
And woke me then
To the bitter truth:
There are no happy afters.