Sometimes it is just better to
remember to forget
No matter how many times
you drift back and allow
what ifs or should've or would've
to enter the cycles of your mind
the record will remain scratched and skipping
your past is only a reality in which you know
and you've lived
It does not exsist
No matter how many times you sprint
at the suns rays
the light will never carry you back
to change things
only a ghost defines themselves
according to yesterday
you are who you make yourself to be today
the goal is to enjoy it
inspite of what gets in the way
the greatest challenge to face
yet the simplest

Have you ever noticed
that the trend is sadness?

No smiling, no lying, no living?
No anything.

But it's not like that,
my heart cant shrug happiness.
Shielding off madness,
I am inspired.

I don't know if this will ever reach your desk
But I'm a child of God I must confess
I've never in my life met anyone with the pain you have
But I know what it feels like to hurt, and in the back be stabbed

I've been across the country a time or two
I've been in high and low class places while on the move
I've eaten with the rich and eaten with the poor
The excitement in my life made me want more

Strung out on drugs for many years
I thought the drugs could take away all my fears
I've had the houses and the nice cars
Listened to the lies of love, only for a broken heart

Then the truth was spoken and Jesus came by
He told me who I was, and made me ask "why?"
Why do I have all the material things in life,
Smiling on the outside, but inside misery was my hype?

I know you are thinking this crap's not for me,
But really don't stop reading, I guarantee you'll see.

When the Lord told me all about my life,
I got so mad at Jesus, I wanted to fight.
I realized I was mad because He spoke the truth.
So I studied the Word, what did I have to lose?

Slowly, but surely, my life began to change.
The Word cut so deep, I couldn't stay the same.
I've learned one thing to my surprise.
Jesus Christ is the Truth, the Way, and the Life.

Just believe in the Son God gave.
Through Jesus you can be saved.
It might sound too simple to understand,
But I'm a living witness, what I can't do Jesus can.

You're so scared of death but
don't you think you're the only one.
How do you see me at all
through scarred flesh
and pools of blood.

How do you see me at all
when your back is turned
and the snapping noise
of your spinal cord
is all that is heard
drowning out the light
in the room.

Blinding.
Please don't bleed anymore.

And if the sky wasn't falling
I never would have
left you there to suffocate
beneath the waves.

So you'd like to date my daughter,
This I can tell,
So line up behind the others,
And I'll see if you suit her well,

Now come here boy,
Just one to one,
Man to man,
It's okay, I may look stern, But I love to have fun,

So, son, what do you like,
Oh come on, you know what I mean,
What's your favorite curve on a woman's body?
Like *******, legs, thighs, ****, and do you like em thick or like em lean?

Oh ******* you say?
I see... I see...
Get out of my sight!
If you still want her, you will have to **** me!

Ah, you look like a nice chap,
what's your pleasure?
What's your favorite curve on a woman's body?
On which does her beauty measure?

Oh you like her rear?
Oh, well I do hope you like my daughter's,
For that's all you'll see as she walks away with me from you,
Sickening, disgusting, these gentlemen, not gentle but marauders,

Oh so it's legs?
Don't leave now and I'll break yours,
Oh so it's thighs?
Get out of my way! I'll find one who'll make her heart soar!

Last but not least...
Will I find no peace...?
So young man, I will ask you the same,
What of a woman has your testosterone release?

Well good sir,
Your daughter's attractive,
I cannot put this in ample words,
But it is not of that that she has my heart held captive,

I've heard you've asked of her body,
And my sir, if I may have the nerve,
For it is her smile, it is any woman's best curve,

Treat her well son.

Colours hug branches,
Hungry birds patching bare trees,
Wings of winter leaves.