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showyoulove Aug 2017
I come before you now and I lay down at your feet
I come before you now with the weight of this day
I come before you now in Humble praise and joyful Adoration
I come before you now to show honor and thanksgiving

I praise you for your goodness and for another day of living
I praise you for your love and mercy brand new every sunrise
I praise you for your grace and peace that stills my restless soul
I praise you for the gifts you give and blessings from my life's role

I sit at your feet and listen to all you have to say
You walk by my side and give me the spirit to illuminate my way
I sit at the table and take in the great feast and try to go out and to share with the least

I lay down my burdens my stresses my troubles and tears
You raise me up with strength and peace give me rest and quiet my fears
I lay my heart before you bruised, broken and unclean
You lift my eyes towards Heaven and to yourself bruised and broken so I could be redeemed

I fight surrender even though surrendering is the only way to win the fight
I don't let go of the chains that bind me
When you don't let me go and I cling to the one who sets me free
I don't trust you enough to completely be open
But you can be trusted completely, trust me, I know

With all of my faults I try to run away and hide
But you love me the same and run to me to bring me by your side
How great this love that I don't deserve
It's painfully obvious how much you love us if we stop to observe!
Written at St. Patrick's Catholic Church at Adoration tonight
Damian Murphy Apr 2017
The perfect someone there is not
For imperfect beings are we,
So for the perfect one look not...
But one who is perfect for thee.
Rafael Melendez Sep 2016
A million different ways to tell you that you're beautiful. So let the gods hear me speak of you in a different light. I find you repulsive, yet I'm still here. Let the gods know that I find a million faults in your stars, yet I still love you.
Anne Kho Aug 2016
love to faults is always blind,
Always is to joy inclined,
Lawless, winged and unconfined;
And breaks all chairs from every mind.
sorry for the wait
Annie Oakley May 2016
I got inside my own head today,
A rather unsettling experience I must say.
Because, typically I thrive on touring through other people's minds'.
They invite me in with a grin,
I dive right in.
As I swim through their thoughts,
They attempt to drown their worst sin.
I can't help how truly intrigued I am by the human mind,
So what if you lied?
However enduring these adventures have been,
I ventured for far too long.
'Bout time I took a good hard look at myself,
Time to write my own book...
page 1.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror today,
Far longer than I ever have before.
Saw some real deep, dark, ****, right down to my core.
My eyes are not just simply blue,
They changed several shades as they told me to get a clue.
I stared at my face til it was no longer clear,
Even shed a rare tear.
How miraculous to discover that despite my faults, and my fears,
I'm still beautiful.
Too many years I spent being a judgmental ***** to myself.
I'm taking my dignity back.
Next time I look that deep at myself in the mirror,
Won't be for "many a year,"
Because after I set the ******* aside,
My eyes can see right through me!
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
I went to the window
I saw your soul of night
there was no flicker of a flame
no redeeming light

I went to the window
the dragons that I saw
had red, green and glowing eyes
were hideously flawed

I went to the window
I watched, but didn't care
that you struggled every day
that you were in despair

I went to the window
I saw you in the glass
but I didn't pray for you
I thought, "this, too, shall pass..."

I went to the window
and thought with a frown
"this person of iniquity
is surely going down..."

I went to the window
oh, what did I see?
that window was a mirror

the person there was ME.



SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/14/2015
Sometimes the sin we see in
others is our OWN. And don't
that make it kinda difficult to

JUDGE???
ailemA Nov 2015
I skip breakfast,
I spill my tea,
I've never won a contest,
Outside I'm a mess when i ***.

I bite my nails,
I forget to brush my hair,
Tests I often fail,
Food I'm reluctant to share.

When you'd quote films,
I didn't understand,
But I'd always just want to hold your hand.
I got nervous before we'd kiss,
Afraid I'd do it wrong,
But its you the most i miss,
You're still here but we're gone.

I struggle when i count,
I find books hard to read,
I flinch when people shout,
I have a weird memory.

I'm overly apologetic,
Oh, how pathetic,
The definition of passive.
Aggressive, recessive
One big hidden message

I bear this crown of thorns,
Upon this twisted head,
From those I have been scorn,
Internally left for dead,
Eternally left forlorn.
I wrote this a few months ago and i havent been on here in ages so why not
Rob Atkinson Sep 2015
Thoughts race through my mind
But I focus past their blurs
To find you're still here
©RobertC.Atkinson
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