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382 · Jun 2018
Orchestra
forestfaith Jun 2018
Shuffling of feet.
Shuffling of ants.
Waving of hands.
Swaying of leaves, not planned.
Blinking of stars.
Blinking of eyes.
Walking of feet.
Walking of the wind.
The feet of the young beside the old.
The feet of youngones beside the feets of their guardians so that they won't be cold. Inside or out.
My hands on your shoulder.
Your hands on mine.
Sunset painting my face and yours.
Together marveling at the marvelous course of birds in the sky.
The music of this world.
Brilliant.
Corrupted.
Perfect.
Broken.
The Orchestra is here.
They are near.
You.
Hello guys. Can't wait for The next generation Sunday tomorrow!
381 · Jun 2018
Love...
forestfaith Jun 2018
Maybe I should just let go and let love show me the way.
Maybe I should start a conversation a friendship that would last throughout the ages.
Maybe I should do everything in love for the other. For the Love of God.
Maybe, I have been doing it all wrong.
That I haven't been loving.
That I haven't been kind.
That I haven't been compassionate.
That I haven't been there for them
That I haven't been caring.
That I haven't been speaking for those who have no voice.
That I have been too silent.
That I haven't been beside those who are sick.
That I haven't been the one to place my hand on another shoulder .
That I haven't been the one to comfort.
That I haven't been the one to sit with a lonely other.
That I haven't been the one to love.
To love another. No matter what.
To love the right places.
To love.
That I haven't been the one to love...
to love...
to love...
love...
381 · Oct 2018
I saw Love
forestfaith Oct 2018
the cross before me,
it was meant to be mine,
and i saw love.
thank you Jesus
379 · Jun 2018
I won't
forestfaith Jun 2018
I cannot believe you would say that you would want me to die and not give me mercy.
I won't believe it.
I couldn't believe you don't love me.
I won't believe it.
I couldn't believe you would not be by my side when I am lost when I am confused and broken.
I won't.
I won't believe it.
God bless and have a great day!
378 · Jun 2018
Home
forestfaith Jun 2018
legs held tight.
knees bent.
gate locked.
door opened.
lights hitting my leg.
lights passing through the gate,
shadows like bars.
wrapped my legs.
trapped inside.
even though the doors are opened.
Trapped within the comforts of my home.
I wander.
I try to act like i am free.
like i am outside, carefree.
legs bandaged with two hands.
i sit and wait.
for the next day to come.
maybe i was meant to be free.
outside.
even if it is uncomfortable.
or even unsafe.
the next day i look forward to.
for someone to open the door for me.
to talk care of the family for me...
then i could leave.
and live.
live the God-filled life i was meant to live.
377 · Sep 2018
Guesses
forestfaith Sep 2018
I hope I guess it right.
Why you were disappointed and upset.
You can leave me, you can give up on me aren't you tired of me?

Is it because I talked to other girls?
Is it because I wasnt there for you?
Is it because I didn't talk to you?
I miss your summer hues.
Now you give me snoozes and mutes.

Saying sorry won't help.
I can't hug you either.
I disappointed you and I don't even know why.
I am adding drama to your life isn't it.
You hate drama.

I don't want you to leave.
But if you are tired of me, giving up on me, not loving me anymore, you can.
I am not the one for you then.

I love you.
But I think you are doubting that.
I don't even know if I am loving God or not.
And I don't know what to do but to tell you to "wait."

I can't do this.
Can I.
I can't be the one who you want.
Can I.

These are my guesses.
And some of my confessions.
But don't leave me.
Because I still have an affection,
for you.
373 · Nov 2018
keep it in
forestfaith Nov 2018
Night comes in, protection strips thin.
Frail fingers held the cages closed.
And with just a slip, the monsters come out.
And, they aren’t me.

Just keep it in.
Keep them slit in.
And i sit, thin.
Oof, we all have the potential to think such dark images......
372 · Jun 2018
Willows
forestfaith Jun 2018
There I was, tired and all, basking under a willow tree. Nothing much, just reading a book, reading aloud once in a while… Birds chirping, river, still flowing, the sun, still shining. The light of the sun peeks through the leaves of the willow trees, playing a game of hide and seek.The willows swaying by and by, just going with its own river of life, still flowing. Just swaying to the rhythm of the wind. The willows, their leaves, they look like raindrops, hanging down from the tree. Just so beautiful, those willows, , so free and peaceful, covering over me as i sleep….
I love this one too
371 · Jun 2018
Madness
forestfaith Jun 2018
This fakeness is driving me mad.
This hypocrisy is faithless, destructive and deceptive.
Tear all these layers of fake, rip it apart and cast it away.
The convincing face of a phony, deceptive man,
tricking many to follow the wrong path, to the wrong land.

What's fake will fade away.
What can be shaken would all die and be burnt, cast to the side.
I hope they do.
You shouldn't be a fake.
Or your destiny would be written down, carved into stone, as real and true as ever.
Be real.
That's the best. Forever.
bello
stay true! Tell the truth! Be true!
370 · Jul 2018
Flight. In the light.
forestfaith Jul 2018
I sit down at the chair of the dining table.
The sunlight shining in.
Giving it's warm colours to the dull metals of the room
It's light curled around the curves of metal.
It's hands curled around you.
When you danced in your ***** pajamas,
the light took you to my eyes.
The light, one of a shadow play, pictured you in my mind.
In the folds and camera of my eye.
You shone so bright.
A silhouette lined with light.
That's who you were when you danced in the sun.
A mere cartoon in front of my eyes.
Step out of the light.
No....no...
May I join you?
Join you in this dance.
So that I can see your face.
So that I can see, clearly the curves and the round cheeks of yours.
Your brown hair skiing across my face.
Bubbling laughter's fill the air.
You and me...
Dancing in the endless light.
Slowly....we take flight...
In the symphony of lights.
Bello...love you sis. Although you don't actually dance haha
369 · Jul 2018
Obsessed.
forestfaith Jul 2018
Obsessed with fear,
Obsessed with tears,
Obsessed with the years of pain and slavery to fear.

Alive and well,
the pain is real, you can't tell?
Awkward and weird.
Out of place, pure.

Crying inside.
Thoughts collide.
Obsessed with pain.
Obsessed with the moments filled with rain.

Too much pain.
Too much rain.
Too much to bear.
Wear and tear.
Always meeting up with pain. Fear. And the anxious rains.
368 · Jun 2018
Him
forestfaith Jun 2018
Him
I want to love him more then I love life.
I want to be devoted to him.
I want to love him more than anything.
That when I die, I would be with him, in heaven.
That I would hear him say " Well done son, you did your job, you have pleased me and made me proud."
That is what I want to be.
That is what I want in my life.
The Him refers to God actually. And I really want this.
367 · Jul 2018
Do you?
forestfaith Jul 2018
Even I hear the sounds of silence in your bedroom.
I hear the ever noisy silence ringing outside the cracks of the window.
I am tearing up inside, losing control.
I clenched my fists and buried myself in my moutain of comfort on the fabrics of your bed.
I am trying to stay happy, to talk to you.
But I was afraid to shout, afraid to let the monster in the cage out.
Do you hear me?
As I stand in silence like the wind?
Do you hear me through the Spears and knives of your hurt words?
Do you....?
Please hear me out...
367 · Jul 2018
Radio
forestfaith Jul 2018
Trying to focus, I knocked my head.
My eyes tuned out of the radio, its signal out of signal.

The knobs of my brain couldn't keep up.
Take me slow, please.
I walk with twisting foot.
My shoulders banging the walls of my house.

I topple over.
My vision blurred.
The signals of my radio stirred....
forestfaith Sep 2018
The boy at the back of the car, with red headphones on, he sat on the ocean and he couldn't see past the pain that overwhelmed him.

The boy at the back of the car, his back aches, the tears were like sleeping pills
and nearly brought him to sleep.

The boy at the back of the car, he took pictures, he couldn't find a way to stay happy at one point in time.

The boy at the back of the car, he wanted the knives and pans, but he knew better then to intercede with God's plan.

The boy at the back of the car,
he fought the fight and he is preparing to take flight.
His friend has problems with shadows and thoughts that seemed to trap her in a seemingly never-ending maze of
trouble.

The boy at the back of the car has some issues, but...
The boy at the back of the car,
....is happier now. :)
Sorry it's a bit messy...
364 · Jun 2018
Tight
forestfaith Jun 2018
Exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale,
That is what I always remind myself to do. To simply breath.
It's hard when your chest is tight.
Your heart is heavy.
Your mind with thoughts of death.
I am so afraid.
Disappointed and alone.
I am on this journey on my own.
I am at home but still a stranger to my own bones.
I feel my heart pumping.
I see my heart pumping.
Trying to survive.
I forget to breath sometimes.
Just sometimes.
I gasp for air when I remember to breath only to forget a  breath later.
One day I am going to forget and not remember.....
363 · Jul 2018
Lake
forestfaith Jul 2018
Running out of thoughts for ink.
My pen running out of its black and white ink.
missing links.

Haven't been thinking.
Missing moments by the lake.
Haven't been noticing the changing snowflakes.

Avoiding the dark thoughts.
Afraid that would play at my own hands.
Avoiding the mess laying in the middle of my mind.

Haven't been spending time with God.
I forgot.
I want to be by that lake.
When I would put down my distractions and sit by the sun and think.
Maybe finally looking at myself over the sink...
i need more time with God yall. I need to really stop and reflect
362 · Jun 2018
Knife and Gun/ Destroy
forestfaith Jun 2018
We all have a knife on our hands, bound to destroy, steal and plunder.
You couldn't say that you would never hurt another.
Trust me, you will. Whether you know it or not.
This knife can do many wonders, as well as be a curse for many.
We are all broken, lost and weak.
We are all destroyers, in one way or another,
once at least did you hurt someone with the sword in your mouth
and with the gun in your hands.
We all are bound to hurt another.
Use it for life, or to spell out death.
Well, I choose the latter.
That's the best.
I actually don't know what to call this ( o - o)
Please do give me some feedback! Would love to learn from others!
361 · Aug 2018
fell from high
forestfaith Aug 2018
maybe i understand why they jumped.
maybe i don't.
a sense of freedom was all they wanted.
and yet when they feel happy, they knock into a wall, reminding them of how rotten, messed up, worthless, useless, weak they were.

maybe they jumped because it freed them from the pain and the chains that were on their hearts, squeezing tightly, breaking, tearing it, heart...bleeding.

maybe they jumped because the wind that rushed and skid across the skin, the clothes they were in, went between the chains and broke them free...

maybe they felt the rocks pressed against their shoulders flew to the skies, to be forgotten. never knew it left more on someone else's shoulders.

maybe they jumped because the fear overtook the pain.
maybe they jumped because of the regret that overtook their minds, made them forget on how they saw themselves.

maybe i understand,
maybe i dont.
i just want to say.
theres hope.
hey.
358 · Aug 2018
Birds
forestfaith Aug 2018
From a far-off land.
He wasn't popular.
She wasn't liked.
He was weak.
She was always tired.
He was a runt.
She was called a '****'.
They were never in a team, when the kids played football.
They were pushed when they ran.
They were unloved, pushed around.
Left alone in the canteen.
Where they sat in the seats with dust.
Yet. They were called.
From the heavens.
God called. How could someone so broken like them. Be loved?
But people like them learnt to love others.
But people like them are humbled and was willing to learn.
But people like them were broken so that they can be made stronger.
It was nothing about them though.
Nothing about if they would fail or not.
It was.... Nothing about others too.
It was about God.
He called them his children.
And so does me and you. :)
Yay. Dont think God can't use you to do something great!!
357 · Oct 2018
Dancing upon the heartache
forestfaith Oct 2018
how your eyes gazed across the vast oceans.
how your heart and mind wondered how you got here.
in the middle of nowhere, your song meddles with the distortion of waves.
afraid to fall.
afraid that when you need help it won't be there.

the sun is shining, your skin burning.
the sharks nearly got you.
the boat shaking,
the waves nearly got you.

one light shone, the sky dark,
the trees painted your eyelashes and the waves made the tears of your eyes.

light flashes.
camera clicks.
you remember again,
you were in that popular clique.

at home.
you cried again.
at the boat.
you were afraid to swim again.

can't change your fate.
going through a lot.
a star shone,
the Savior was born,
he reached down,
and you danced upon your heartache.
have hope yall!
1 Peter 5:7
Cast all your anxieties on him because he cares for you.
353 · Jun 2018
Breaking out.
forestfaith Jun 2018
Loving myself is hard.
And I hardly know you God.
Loving with a hard heart is hard.
Loving others when I am filled with fear won't work.
You say to me " Don't be ashamed of who you are."
When you say that Lord you crack the stone around my heart.
I am starting to fear less.
And starting to actually love.
Teach me Lord, how to Love.
I really do not know....
I really do not know you...
Reveal yourself to me, I pray.
I want to know you.
To learn to love and to fear you.
To not be ashames of who I am because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.... Thank you Lord... For telling me that.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!
Psalms 139:14‭, ‬17 ESV
https://bible.com/bible/59/psa.139.14-17.ESV

Thank you to all who helped me to just love  myself a little bit more....
350 · Aug 2018
Insecurities
forestfaith Aug 2018
Mouth. Voice. Hesitant. Flesh vs Spirit.
Fear vs Love.
If only I could stop letting the lizard step on the plans God has for me.
If only he could stop conducting the ochestra in my head. To play the music he wants to hear.
Help me see past the nice wrapped empty boxes. What if the cardboard boxes out of view kept bars of silver, marble and gold. Or something even better.
If only I could stop riding on marble waves, and drown in deep. To have been surrounded by your Love. Mercy. Grace.
Maybe I don't know the plans, but you showed me pieces, cassate tapes, videos of what your plan is for me.
Show me more.
Show me pictures of your majesty.
Movies of what is a Godly family.
Help me get past this.
Open up my heart.
Force open it.
I want to give you the keys. You know my secrets, my dreams.
You take care of me in my sleep...
Lord, my family, my friends.
Help me with my insecurities...
Hoi. Why am I so anxious all the time haha.
349 · Jul 2018
Let down ( Emotions) 1
forestfaith Jul 2018
Broken hearts.
Lost ones in the dark.
A cage for a mouth.
The voice inside refused to come out.
Locking of hands.
Tightening of chest.
Hoping to be alive.
Trying to survive.
My father.
Sorry for letting you down.
For putting the scroll down.
For missing the crown.
Forgive me.
I pray.
Your presence, I crave.
How I feel and probbaly many others too sometimes.
Sorry God
Sorry parents.
349 · Jun 2018
Sometime
forestfaith Jun 2018
even though i just met you this February,
even though i just met you this spring,
you are so unique.
different, really, i have never met someone like you.
We are opposites.
yet so close.

you get mad. Really mad sometimes.
i hope i can get you know you better.
let's hang out more.
let's go to another country sometime,
and get some smores.
to mah friend
347 · Sep 2018
Your voice.
forestfaith Sep 2018
The voices, they are loud.
Help me.
I am drowning.
I need help.
Is there anybody that can help me!!??
Help!!!
The blanket of voices, they wrap around my head...so..loud...
Help me...

"I love you."
You said.
Lord, that's what you said, in a gentle whisper. After the winds, the earthquake and fire.
Came a gentle whisper.
So when I hear it, your voice, may I pull my cloak over my face and meet you at the mouth of the cave I have been hiding in.
Beckoning me to come out.
Help me to hear your voice in the storms of others.

I love you too Lord.
1 Kings 19:11-13
The LORD said, "Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by." Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart, and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind came an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. 12 After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. After the fire came a gentle whisper. 13 When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face, and went out and stood at the mouth on the cave. Then a voice said to him, " What are you doing here Elijah?"

It's like as if God is asking why was Elijah hiding in the cave haha beckoning Him out..
God bless yall!!
forestfaith Jul 2018
I know that not everyone is happy.
I know that people would hide the crawling, killing monster in them with smiles and laughter.
I know that tears are necessary.
It's waters healed wounds.
I know that those monsters inside might even be a learning point.
I know that monster can be tamed.
I know that monster can be destroyed.
What if this isn't the meaning you were writing as you pen down your thoughts? I really do not know.
I just know that we can be happy.
We can be loved.
We can be used to eternal purposes.
We are unworthy and a mess.
But that is what makes God's love so much more beautiful.
I am sorry for hiding, the brokenness in me.
I am sorry for showing the moving darkness in me.
340 · Jun 2018
All of it and more.
forestfaith Jun 2018
Is it as deep as the deepest point of the oceans?
Is it a wide as the sky could be?
Would it last longer than life?
Would it be longer than time?
Would it be stronger than anything in this world? In the whole Galaxy?
Would it be mine to keep?
Would it be theirs to keep?
Ours to keep?
Yes.
It will be.
Yes it is.
All of it and more.
This love.
Slowly digging me out of this shell, to reach my heart.
Penetrating through fear, doubt, and sin.
You brought this broken life in.
I would never forget the love you have shown me at the lowest point of my life.
Never.
Would.
I.
Ever.
Forget about your love.
And the life you have given me.
For the life you gave.
On that cross
Thank you God.
340 · Jun 2018
Now
forestfaith Jun 2018
Now
I know you have questions.
I know you have wounds and scars.
I know you were hurt before, who wasn't?
I know you think you can do everything now.
I know you think time is in your hands.
I know you think life is longlasting, a slow ticking bomb.
Think. I said think. Thats what you think. That's what I thought.
Now I know that questions would have answers, and some, were just meant to be unanswered.
Now I know the pain I felt, is nothing but a blessing.
Now I know time is fleeting, that life is so short.
Now I know, now I realise that there is a time. For everything. In due season.
Everything that happens, happens for a reason.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:  A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;  A time to ****, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;  A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;  A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;  A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;  A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;  A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Ecclesiastes 3:1‭-‬8 KJV
https://bible.com/bible/1/ecc.3.1-8.KJV
334 · Jun 2018
Grace
forestfaith Jun 2018
The unmerited favor of God, given to us, for free.
We didn't earn it.
We didn't deserve it.
The free gift of God! Thank you God :)
334 · Jun 2018
Fragments
forestfaith Jun 2018
Unfamiliar faces.
That's what I see.
I couldn't seem to recognize your face,
The familiarity I seem to cannot chase.
" Who are you?" I would say, to the ones I loved dearly, all my life.
I can't seem to see your face.
Everyone looks the same.
Am I going insane?
I got scared looking in the mirror.
To see an unfamiliar face in the mirror.
I tried going nearer.
I couldn't see clearly.

Losing identity.
Who am I then? This entity.
This unfamiliar face then I seem to cannot differentiate.
fragments. Left alone.
I couldn't seem to fit them into my world.
A world without faces. How can it be?
face blindness is so scary.....
I am so sorry if this is absolutely incorrect and insensitive. Or if it is inaccurate.
So sorry!
Please correct me on anything I did wrong!
333 · Aug 2018
This body
forestfaith Aug 2018
Calls a number, switches channels in seconds.
Wished to have pleasures, skin to skin, longed for touch.
Hits and punches. Down the line, it's actions can cross the lines.
I didn't want to do them.
Nothing I do is my own really.
Where it's either my fleshy, hairy minds and crowns, or it's the light and God's presence that guids my hand.
My navigation is haywire, vision obscene and covered with blinds.

I don't want to be in this body.
Nope not because of it's shape not size.
Not because I am chiseled or not.
Not fat nor skinny. No, not because of that.
I just hate the decisions it makes, its ideas it has, the vision it has, makes. Me. Sick.
Lemme follow the holy spirit ye body??
333 · Jun 2018
Touched by Love
forestfaith Jun 2018
I sit in a park.
I wait for a spark.

Searching for something, someone.
Could I see it? I don't know.  
This desire grows.

I look up, it's something from up above.
So I wait, searching, desperate to be touched by love.
330 · Jun 2018
Heart.
forestfaith Jun 2018
How can your heart break.
When you didn't give your heart.
You are in charge of your heart.
You are responsible for the things of your heart.
You are responsible to guard it.
That heart is yours.
Guard it.
Reset it.
Put it upwards to the heavens.
When it reaches it's default of discouragement, blame, anger, hatred, disappointment, self-doubt, over-confidence, reset it a perk it back up to the things high above!
In the heavens above!
Wooooi just watched a sermon on three healthy habits of the heart by pastor furtick and it was great! Number one, know how to hate. A healthy kind of hate of course. Like I hate bullying, I hate laziness, I hate over-confidence, I hate racism whatsoever. Number two, learn where to hide. We are so used to hiding in fake hiding places, seemingly safe hiding places. Are you running into he conflict or away from it? God is your strong tower in the battle not away from the battle. You can hide in plain sight when you trust in the goodness of the Lord! Amen! Lastly, know how to hope. Hope is living! Act upon it! you don't  hope it's not cold, wear a coat and go out anyway! Act upon that hope! Place your hand on it! Faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen! Amen! Check it out! Elevation Church! It all happens in the heart but it doesn't start with the heart! It starts in the habits. Habits create the condition of your heart! Please do check it out! You must!
330 · Jul 2018
Battle
forestfaith Jul 2018
Suicide.
Doesn't mean this person has mental illness.
Suicide.
Doesn't mean we Christians doesn't have suicidal thoughts too sometimes.
Suicide.
Doesn't mean this person is weak.
Suicide.
Doesn't mean they suffer from depression.
Suicide.
The devil tempted Jesus with suicide.
Suicide.
Understand it better please.
Suicide.
You are not alone.
Keep fighting!
We would fight with you this battle!
I am free to listen!
326 · Jun 2018
Song of the sea
forestfaith Jun 2018
The waves whispered its last words as it slips back into the deep , mysterious ocean. The whales of the ocean hollered its song, looking for its soulmate , searching for love . The seaweeds sways back and fro reflecting the sun’s light from the heaven above.

As the wind skips on the water , the ocean starts to dance, its waters shoots up from the abyss and waters gathers themselves to form magnificent waves as enormous as the Great Wall of China.As the storm draws near, the wind gets stronger and slices through the waves , causing plants to be out of the sand , and those still holding on swayed vigorously , like a thrashing storm . Even through this , the song of the sea continues … Deep , deep down in the depths of the ocean.

Then , like a knife piercing through the air , the wind went silent , causing silence throughout the sea , the fishes still shocked by the storm slowly but surely crept out from it’s hiding and came out . Soon , the sun begun to disappear into the horizon and the moon crept out from its slumber . Stars sprouted out at the night sky , sparkling like diamonds . The cities of the world have begun to sleep , so was the sea.

The sun then shone it’s light onto the waters with a golden hue , as it crept out of the horizon , it’s light stretched out onto the vast earth . Soon , the earth came alive again and the sea sang its most beautiful song , it’s masterpiece …. THE SONG OF THE SEA …. Although the day ahead might be filled with problems , the creatures of the sea still sang and danced . Although we do not notice anything of that sort , and that the sea is silent and deadly .  But the truth is the sea is singing its song ,  it’s pride , a song that holds the ocean together …. THE SONG OF THE SEA.



Listen carefully and you might hear it….
love this too,ahhhhh
319 · Jul 2018
Nothing.
forestfaith Jul 2018
A deadly drop!
A ghastly death!
Oh gosh! How can I survive this death!?
Anxiety crashes in.
Sweat pearls welled up.
Ahhhhh......oh...hold on...
(Walk a little closer)
(Holds on to the nearest Boulder)
Oh...a staircase leading down.
Well...those are for nothing...
Haha, sometimes we just get anxious of silly things when God is already in control!
315 · Sep 2018
Save us
forestfaith Sep 2018
Have you forgotten about the love for each other? And replaced with the materialistic love for money and things.

Have you forgotten about the beautiful, uplifting, life giving, meaningful music in the past. And instead made ones of self-praise, boasting money and pride.

Have you forgotten about those who cares for you? And instead pushed them away. Dismissing it as childish and only would happen to a child.

Have you hated the truth, and love the lies.
Have you hated and never loved...love.

What happened to loving God and ourselves?
What happened to loving each other?
What happened to being united as a Church, as people.
What happened to the connection between you and me, face to face.

It seems that being connected more and more makes us have less of a connection with each other, face to face, heart to heart.

Behind those screens, water in front of fire, or fire in front of water.

Dreams of money.
People wanting to be living barbies.
People wanting to be gods and be in false jolly.
Crying souls and loud cries and shouts.
But no one knew who was the ones crying for help.

O, Lord when would you come and save them all.
When would they ever stop suffering...
O Lord save us all, in this kingdom of darkness...
Save us...
Mat your Kingdom come Lord!! May your will be done on Earth as it is in heaven!!!
314 · Feb 2020
weakness is my strength
forestfaith Feb 2020
weakness is my strength.
Because God said
his power is made perfect in weakness.

He can make my darkest nights
into fires to warm other people's hearts.

He can make my wounds into
reminders of how beautiful
life can be.

He can make my broken moons into
kaleidoscopes,
to realise their all
made to make someone else
realise the truth.

He can make my stormy seas
into gentle whispers of
understanding and a
bridge of love.

He is my God.
And im not ashamed to say so.

Bash me,
bruise me,
mock me
say i should be sorry,
tear apart my heart into two
and say im wicked,
pull out my eyes and
mock them too.
mock how i see things.

continue to break my moons
continue to show me i am weak
continue to point out my darkest nights

continue to remind me of God
continue to remind me of my
sheer mortality.
remind me of the lies some can say.

remind me.

remind me how powerful God can be.
share with me open doors by which
prayers can be sent through,
and allow me to
seek and
question my faith.

what is faith without doubt
what is growth without a painful season of pruning
what is the value of life without
knowing the suffering of my deadly ways.

who am i without God?

so go ahead and
make my journey more painful.
so go ahead
to test my patience and
reveal my inner workings

to see if i do love
see how i can improve
see how i can crack, break

to mend another heart.

weakness is my strength.
night skies are just as bright as the sun.
my most painful moments can be beautiful.

in God i am strong.
in God i am loved
in God you are strong
in God you are loved.

my Child.
heyy everyone its been a while hhaa..took a long break..im on poetizer now, my username is "truthfully" with a verse as my profile pic. its like a blue sky thing. But right, hope everyone is doing okay and keeping everyone in my prayers!!
311 · Jul 2018
flee
forestfaith Jul 2018
fear fled away in fear when God's love came.
306 · Jun 2018
Glass
forestfaith Jun 2018
I look to the sun.
I feel the sand underneath my feet,
the waves crashing on the shore.

I look down.
I see it.
I see you, your frame wavering on the waters.
I see you smiling.
How wicked.
I used to like that smile.....maybe I still do...
What does this mean...
How can you still be in my heart when you tore away from me into that boy's arms.
I still see you in me.
I still act like you.
I still talk like you.
I hate you.
I hate myself because of you.
What you have done.
No one would have seen this coming.
To see the one being shattered is me.
And the one holding the bat was you...
swinging the bat into me.
breaking me.
shattering me into pieces and you grabbed for my heart.
you stole the love I had for you.
and you gave it to the other, like as if you have been planning this all along.

No...maybe I don't hate you.
Maybe I still love you.
I hope my broken pieces,
the broken glass on the floor would remind you of me.
and you would finally leave him and come back to me.

This is not the end.
I am probably hurting you by doing this.
I would probably hurt the one you left me for.
Why am I this way?
" You are too kind." You would say.
I wish you could stay.
wrote this because I have to, but halfway through, I wrote it because I want to.
305 · Jun 2018
i do
forestfaith Jun 2018
i know.
i know you have a crack on your face.
i know you have been hurt.
people probably said it was just part of life,
a phase.
but really, you knew better.
i knew better.
i could see beyond that mask of yours.
that mask of yours that's painted white.
with a smile. how polite.
i could see the dark spaces on your face.
how many secrets did you keep in there?
those secrets they are killing you in the inside.
eating your life away.
slowly, you fade away.
a facade masking your despair.
no one seems to care.
i know.
i do.
and many others too.
bello.
i guess we have to raise the awareness of depression and many other things that are just horrible and its killing people in the inside that is leading then to express it on the outside.
300 · Jul 2018
Voice and Silence
forestfaith Jul 2018
Called holy, all the time.
Too kind, that's my tag I wear sometimes.
More open is my friend's request.
More curses is what they want to get.

Trying to fit in, used to be my goal.
Now that left me cold.

Holding on to Rocky seas.
Trying to find ground on nothing.

Holding tight to my own hands, I used to do.
But, now I know that makes me a fool.

Silence was my armour.
Voice, was their trigger.
I used to think that way.
And maybe I still do.

My voice, triggers them to shoot me so that others don't have to be shot.
Silence was when they themselves are shot and need comfort when they know it isn't "their" fault.
When silence was their time, their space to finally unravel the war inside their minds.

Voice and silence.
When hand in hand.
Works well with his plan.
God's plan! His plan! Fault like putting the blame always on something else, someone else and sometimes we have to like really be brave and admit it's our fault, the problem is in us. Then we work towards it. And get better.  Just have to know when to speak and when to be silent.
298 · Sep 2018
Survey
forestfaith Sep 2018
They are probably mocking me.
Their blank stares would have sliced me if I haven't looked away.

Would have busking on the streets with a Bible in hand helped me?

I want to cut the ropes that hold my heart tight. They hold my breath too.
To finally see clearly through the thick walls of this cacoon.

I don't know what's holding me back.
From talking to those who are experts of the web, when I am like them myself...
Maybe it's because of the lock the evil one has placed on my mouth when I was younger.
When isolation is my friend and my enemy.
When standing alone in the crowd is my therapy but also reminded me of my weakness.
I guess I would take a long time....to ask someone to fill this survey.
ahhh am taking so long to complete this Geo project whereby I want to and need to ask people with a survey ahhh
296 · Jul 2018
Worship
forestfaith Jul 2018
Hands held high.
Jumping up and down.
Bowing down with fear to deny.
Problems out of focus.
Love in focus.
God in focus.
Prayers lifted high.
Praises lifted high.
Scars filled with love and care.
Tears dried up.
Tears welled up.
Wonderful God.
Loving God.
Forgiving God.
My Father.
God.
Oooooweee worshipping God is such an experience! Worshipping God is so cool and it just does amazing things when we worship God! The atmosphere changes, walls are broken down, God is lifted high, miracles happening, minds renewed! Realities realized!
293 · Jun 2018
Father
forestfaith Jun 2018
i nearly died.
i couldn't breathe.
i was suffocating.
you sacrificed yourself, your pride,
and you pulled me out.
you could have done anything.
anything in the world, and leave me hanging.
you could have given up on me.
you could have did the things you wanted to do.
but in your eyes I see love.
you didn't see me as a burden.
you never did.
you didn't see me as an obstacle.
you kiss me after scolding me,
like you regretted it,
you hugged me so tightly, warm and loving.
when i am down and you see the pain in my eyes,
you come right in and held me by your side.




thank you.
truly i say thank you.
i am filled with gratitude.
thank you, father :)
291 · Aug 2018
not about me
forestfaith Aug 2018
its not that i hate or hated you.
its not that i didn't loved you or the other way round.
its not that you hated me.
not even because you hated me for no reason.
its not that you disappointed me.

its about me disappointing you.
the fear the weight.
its about me being weak, not being strong enough.
its about me saying "I am not stupid." Because somewhere, deed inside, says that I am.

But you said it about you.
it was and would always be how powerful you are.
it was and would always be how mighty you are.
of how you are the creator.
about how the rock was Jesus.
about how i can hold onto the miracles and things you did for me, but trust in you and speak to that rock. that i may enter into your promise for me.

it didnt  matter how weak i was. or how i think i am weak.
it didnt matter if i was gonna disappoint you or not.
it was about you not about me.
yasss check out the sermon by Steven Furtick of Elevation Church!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wKu6CX0HYVo
290 · Oct 2018
Identity (past)
forestfaith Oct 2018
"Who are you?"
"Well, I am Joshua."

That's how I would have always said in the shock that someone, SOMEONE, talked to me.

No, I didn't know myself.
Locked in a chamber of anxiety and wanting to be among THEM on their shelf.
To be labeled as cool.
To not be like a fool.
Someone to be laughed at.
Mocked and torn I don't wanna be that.

Already torn I replace them with fake zest and excitement.
"Finally, I am welcomed."
When I left primary school, that place of...pretense and regrets, I stood there in the new school.

"Who are you?'
"I....don't know..."
"I mean...I play sports...I played catching with the cool kids..."
"Urm....well, I don't like cartoons..they aren't cool..."
"I am...."

"Who are you?"
No respond.
I feel like such a lost con.
Those aren't me.
Those answers aren't me.
"Please accept me..."

"Who are you?"
So in this loooonggg period of time I didn't know myself...what I liked.....the way I reacted to things....I...they weren't me.

Second part coming!! Identity (now and into the future/ "Who are you?" Part two etc etc
287 · Jun 2018
YOU HAVE THE POWER.
forestfaith Jun 2018
You have the power to heal wounds.
You have the power to heal the sick.
You have the power to cast out demons.
You have the power to speak in tongues.
You have the power to fight against evil.
You have the power to hold serpents in your hands and not get hurt.
You have the power to drink poisons and not get hurt.

You can do the same things as God can do.
Because he lives in you.
As long as you believe him,
you can surely do all those things.
Mark 16:17-18
And these signs will accompany those who believe: in my name they will cast out demons; they will speak in new tongues; 18 they will pick up serpents with their hands; and if they drink any deadly poison, it will not hurt them; they will lay their hands on the sick, and they will recover.''
283 · Aug 2018
Deja Vu
forestfaith Aug 2018
Same place, same times,
different colours, no longer black and white.
Texting on the phone, calling home,
being the one resting, your body sank into the floor.
Same anxiety, can't communicate.
Just missing out. Want to be alone...alone?
Can't get out of this shell.
Help me with my mental health....
People has real problems, and I am not one of them.
Sorry for being quiet, despite all your tries.
Sorry for being closed up, locked up tight.
Sorry that the keys dont just fall from the sky.
Confused and lost.
Messy thoughts.
Expectations, sky-high.
Perfection, the "prize"
Losing sight of those eyes...
This big, loving, shining eyes, where you look over me.
Cradling in your arms you sooth me.
Thank you.
Yet again, a similar scene, where you helped me up, and kissed me on the cheek. Yet again you loved me the same each day.
Yet again you show me mercy and grace in every way.
I feel like I experienced this before...
Yet again, it's your saving grace...
Saving me from this dark place...
Yet again you helped me up.
Yet again, I fall down, and still you pick me up, and say " Don't give up!!"
Thank you...God.
All too familiar....thank you God for loving me, whether it be you say it directly or the fact that I an living and breathing, or thtiugh my family and friends..thank you
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