Pieces of me thrown away like trash Never consulted Never asked The direct result of another’s conviction or more commonly seen consequences from blind ambition
Paranoid The fix is in But no invitation for me, former me or forever me and all of my imitations beset by my limitations
Forwardly I lean step in between lines upon lines hidden; can’t be seen Falling ill Now trapped by its machine And from my vein; My blood I spill
A still surface with sticky sheen amber tones from which I glean a reason Thrilled What it might mean A hunger that can not be filled
Nothing but lies giving me chills A shell with values not instilled Instead it’s dread Their words I’m fed Nutrients to fill my head
My outer skin Its layer thin Not to attacks No single act or prayer could patch and fill it in A hole that’s black is my first sin
A game in which no way to win and no ending once it begins With opened eyes begin to see The dorsal fins surrounding me
Head starts to spin What could have been? It doesn't matter in the end because there's nothing here for me A demon-like reality
Where what you seek Placed at your feet The icing; sweet Choices; not three Have cake or eat One choice not two But want to eat and have it too
All efforts to retrieve the treat; An outcome that ends in defeat A princess swept off of her feat But this feature princess; a creature Spirit of a soulless seeker
Deceitful speaker Flames; he’ll eat ya Offers pain Can’t heal; life drained Then reaching out to use life-line but with each ring hope further wanes
An answered call done just in time The chills running all down my spine Stand tall just like Douglas-fir pine With racing thoughts filling my mind I will be saved Free from it all God must exist No time to stall In battle warriors may fall but no man's ever left behind
Only to find With said spent dime A dynamite kind of answer - A type that might cause strife Can't plan for Needed answer Plight like cancer New chance to live Worldly romancer On planet Earth A tiny dancer
A romantic thought to think fight fought Instead a sinking ship just dropped This life? If could an ‘OUT’ would opt No more can take Just make it stop
I would have taken the easy path But that would leave no room for glory I would have picked out a comfortable life But that isn't God’s kind of story
I would have followed a prettier road But missed the most beautiful way I would have clung to familiar things But lived out my days in the grey
I would have chosen what’s stable But grown cold, apathetic and bored I would have sought out earth’s riches But lost all that in heaven is stored
I would have liked more successes But not learned so quickly of grace I would have seen myself praised more But given up knowing God’s face
I would have tied all my loose ends But not known it’s He Who brings peace I would have wanted for happier times But traded a joy that can’t cease
I would have opted for normal But not tasted rare delicacies I would have preferred a man’s love But been robbed of Divine intimacy
He’s chosen for me the high road More jagged, more narrow and steep So now I must travel this difficult way Ever knowing it leads to the deep
Now I must choose to cherish His path And trust Him to walk with me there Now I must hasten to take up my cross The fellowship of His sufferings to share
For one day this life will be over And all my afflictions will end It is then I will see what all this is for In my Bridegroom, my Savior, my Friend
"Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal." ~ 2 Corinthians 4:16-18
I can still feel it. The way your lips touched mine. Without meaning. Without feelings. I missed them. Your kisses. Your attention.
I saw it. The way your eyes drifted to others. Never straying to mine. Never filled with the same spark. Always dull. Lifeless. Loveless.
You would say it. Those three words. Not to me. Never to me. To the others. They always got your love. I got your hate. Your anger. Always.
“You don’t have to love me.”
You gave me orders. Never to be near you. Never to hold hands. Not in public. We did not know each other. They would get the wrong idea. “We are cousins,” You would say. You were embarrassed. To be seen. With me.
I was your puppet. You pulled the strings. And I obeyed your commands. You never loved. Not me. Never me. I was your toy. Something you could throw away.
It’s all a game. Of feelings. Of pain. Of love. Of hate. You are the king. I’m your ****. Just a piece on your board.
I loved you. More than anything. I let you use me. Hurt me. If I got to be with you. Nothing else mattered. You didn’t feel the same.
“No one ever does.”
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If the endless invoked me ”come” I would leave these days Without me the solidarity of hidden deserts Under unfounded skies Will still be resting; If I remain Amidst the swaying morning by earth Inside your space my hands Dark as shadows cast From holes burned through walls behind heaven Eons dripping billions all at once Trying to keep every drop of you In my hands But you are a quasar Even breaking atoms collapsing everything And lowering yourself back to earth Tonight inches equal aeons Here in this place Where no one ever goes I watch the universe crush In my palm I witness the strength of megallactic clouds I am alive Because I snatched only the essence of the galaxies bleeding your skin is perfect You having been born of tears Of the endless face of God Racing back Down through Darkness' unnamed And unnumbered Rushing down Leaving every empty space Stained with the fingers of your Flames while you escape heaven I will reinforce Every constellation Else the ether could never hold you for a moment Your skin was placed superbly over bones and flesh Veins endless And all the tender entrails in its time Sat suspended Remember my love Forget all other things But this When your Hours finish It wont be day nor December There won't be rain And stars will not descend From the space from which you came you woke up in childhood You have learned to dream in mirage of minutes Be Silent in the shaken shadows Of hours just once you were called by the finite But do not be afraid My love Because the caverns of my heart were forged in the thickest charms In darkness Reclusive In the unchanged Spaces of gods thought I'll tell you now Spill everything from your fury down inside me Because my emptiness can not be filled when there was a real light in the days of the day I sat with the wicked In kingdoms where light can not pass In repentance
I will save a calm battle Until every atomie of my skin has perished I will rage against the black angels In the clouds Behind your eyes Until the ice Until innocence When they lay you in the empty space soon you will be the bones and the flesh unexcited The unexpected veins of the earthstar Your scent goes away from the moon Your breath on my skin is gravity only you could be born once as a single kind of dust drifting with Silence violently Bubbling and Spinning-Recklessly Endlessly forever
When you smile I come undone The threads of these carefully Picked out lies start falling apart And it scares me to give in When for so long these wounds Have kept me busy Occupied so I did not need to worry About living life Too constrained with keeping them clean Hung up on survival My rearview mirror guiding Broken bones set on mending Energy spent Tired eyes shut Life, passing by
Place your head between my chest and your hands on my hips and your innocence in my veins- Your vulnerability dances around on my fingertips but would I use it against you ? No , because I would never play with fate plus you're too good to be true.