Valerie 6d
art
in a world full of colour,
i am a blank canvas.
MJS Apr 3
I hide myself away day to day
is life always going to be this way.

I act like I fear nothing when I am scared of it all
always playing it cool when really I am a fool.

My heart in a box my mind its guard
never fall to hard, I hold that in disregard.

Don't let anyone in I can't let them win
they will see all my sin and know where I have been.

I don't allow my self to let go
I am scared of what I do not know.

Destined to be the old man alone
no one by my side except my dog and his bone.

If only I could accept who I am
not give a dam and just be me..
Alone once again and wishing I could feel something more than empty
I slit my throat
to breath better today
I cry for help
but tell everyone to stay away

I'm a narcissistic
piece of shit
Coping my experiences
through selfish bits
of this existence

Of this life
I live a lie
Away from my friends
just like you
I’m in a daydream doctrine
mind wandering
soul splintering
as I echo through the obscene
trying to find my way
with utterances of poignance  
few and far between.
Disparities
are wearing me thin
my lightbulb flickers
as the dim light
drifts through the air
choking on the smoke
before
projecting light upon what’s in front of me
for all to see
but you’ll never see
what is by my side
just the cold remorse
on the concourse of the wandering palpitations
that run like wild horses through my veins
Ben Meraki Jan 25
Still need to show her
that I am ok with this.
Then all will be fine.
Tony Oquendo Aug 2014
I took your hand and held your pain
close to my heart whispered your name
and shared your joy while all the while
consoling the sorrow behind your smile
A reflection on true friends who don't need to comment, criticize or judge.  Who will laugh while you laugh and all the while hold close your pain and never let you go.
you're ok
you're fine
you're ok
no your not
what are you talking about
no stop you're ok
you're fine
no you're fucked
dont you know it
ur ok
SHIT
its alright
you're ok
you're fine
fuck u
you suck
why are you like this
no its not u
no it is
no your good
you're fine
you're ok
ur alright
you're fine
calm down
you're fine

AHH i hate you
just breathe
breathe
breathe
you're fine

FUCKKKK
its fine
it’s alright
calm down

hey dude are you ok?

yes.
Hay algo en esta iglesia,
El aire parece ser más fino,
Lo único que puedo hacer es alabarte:
Ay, Señor, ¿qué más hago para ti?

Dime...

¿Cómo elevar tu precioso nombre?
Porque anhelo adorarte
Creo que fingí una vez demasiados
Ahora el Espíritu Santo me ha tocado.

Hay algo en esta iglesia,
El aire parece ser más fino,
Lo único que puedo hacer es alabarte;
Ay, Señor, ¿qué más hago para ti?

Dime...

Hay algo en este lugar,
Tan fuerte que no lo puedo luchar,
Sólo quiero verte ahora mismo,
Mi corazón baila porque estoy listo.

Este sentimiento que tengo es tan libre,
Ya no soy imprudente como un belitre;
Las Palmas de mis manos hierven con fe,
Fe en ti, Señor y todo por lo que moriste.

Hay algo en esta iglesia,
El aire parece ser más fino,
Lo único que puedo hacer es alabarte;
Ay, Señor, ¿qué más hago para ti?  

Dime...

Lo único que puedo hacer es alabarte;
Puedo alabarte,
Puedo alabarte,
¿Qué más hago para ti?

Hay algo en esta iglesia,
Hay algo en esta iglesia...
There is my first Christian piece written specifically for Spanish literate audience. #MinistriesBeyondMissions
Mwen te fèt nan mond sa,
Mond lan nan peche ak dezespwa,
Tankou lòt moun...
Mwen te mache yon chemen nan pèsyade.

Mwen te fèt nan mond sa,
Yon mond nan peche san lafwa,
Tankou lòt moun...
Mwen sote nan lanmè a nan trayizon segondè.

Men avèk favè Bondye,
Mèsi pou Bondye pitye,
Mwen gen yon nouvo lavi
Epi mwen vle pataje levanjil la.

Mwen te fèt nan mond sa,
Mond lan nan peche san paswa,
Tankou lòt moun...
Mwen te monte ti mòn lan nan tout dèt.

Mwen te fèt nan mond sa,
Yon mond nan peche ak tout jwa
Tankou lòt moun...
Mwen te kouche nan kabann lan avèk laperèz.

Men avèk favè Bondye,
Mèsi pou Bondye pitye,
Mwen gen yon nouvo lavi
Epi mwen vle pataje levanjil la.

Mwen konnen kounye a sa...
Gen jijman,
Gen kòmandman
Gen volonte Bondye,
Epi gen favè Bondye.

Pa gen okenn kriye ankò,
Pa gen okenn lensomni ankò,
Gen Bondye pitye sèlman
Se yon privilèj pou gen favè vrèman.

Favè Bondye.
My First Christian Piece written in Haitian Creole. #MinistriesBeyondMissions
Scratching for a meaning.
Deep down, you're tracing holes for the rain.
Forgiveness is not remembering a whole damn thing.
Breathing in, whilst hopelessly trusting the clocks will stop.
The mask slips down,  yet still,
It's knotted around my neck.
The vacancies turned on its side,
Neither open nor closed.
And this, this is the current state.
It is full and waiting to let go.
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