I live for pleasure
And it bores me.
Out of measure,
I live deplorably.
In all frankness,
I always tell lies.
Reality is a mess
I lately despise.
Why not let go?
Why not fritter away?
Because I may never grow
Lest I see the end of the day.

Withstand the hands of time.
Hold strong the lines of rhyme,
Burning thought like fire.
The mind's eye never tires.
Break forth the bars that hold
As leaves of passion fold
And falls the chosen fruit
Now rotting on the root.
Flames lick at its skin
Devouring all within.
Time will have its feast.

They try and scare me
From the pain
Yet they forget to mention
All the strength
That comes along
When you’re faced
With the undeniable
Bitter and madly
Beautiful reality
that is this life.

a million goose eggs

her first toe loop and axel

suddenly a swan

Logan Robertson

5/01/2019

Everything you want to have,
Everything you want to be,
Lies across the bridge you see.

It's burning, it's freezing,
It's hard, there's suffering.

But until your legs are cut,
And your heart is out,
You'll keep on walking..

As everything you want to have,
Everything you want to be,
Lies across the bridge you see.

Dear Lord,

my earthly woes are but a drop of sweat
on your face,
when You carried Your cross to Carmel
I pray that this tonight, I do not go yet
in Your arms,
to help me and my loved ones feel well

I pray that You lift up my sorrows
like You did Your cross- and our sins
I pray for a thousand tomorrows
or just one- for Your heart beats within

I pray that others escape this vice
that wraps around one leg and crushes the other
I pray this prayer more than twice-
for Your intercession and Our Heavenly Mother

and for those who do not and cannot feel
Your warming light and presence
give them clothing, warmth, and meals
Your love unlimited- effervescent!

Oh Lord, Your guidance, Your warmth, and Your smile
makes my life, my love, my prayers- worth the while

AMEN

thou were not made
to weather the rain
thou were not made
to handle the pain

thou are just
an empty bowl,
to carry and test
the human soul

She didn’t understand herself
Her mind was in a state of pure chaos
She didn’t understand the powers
She had deep down inside
Her soul was burning
With an igniting flame
But she didn’t understand what to do with it
She didn’t understand right from wrong
Her wings that made her fly
To the highest of heights were cut off
And burned
Her head was in the clouds
While her feet were on the ground
Constantly having the desire to fly
But was unable
Not understanding why
An outside force was dragging her down
Which made her think the worst of herself
Without her vibrant personality
She felt nothing
She would try to fly nevertheless
And would always come crashing down
Constantly hurting herself
Making it worse every time
She was left broken, beat up, and bruised
Feeling unworthy
When all along it was you;
Who didn’t have the capability to fly