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forestfaith Sep 2018
it sometimes feels better to stay sad.
to stay in pain, pinned to the world, to have lost all you had.
to stay in the pit because it is hard.
because hurt and pain shattered and twisted your heart.
it feels warmer.
because it made you love the cold.
your joy grows old.

but.
being happy is better.
when the cold is gone.
and fear and hurt and pain lose its horns.
it's horns of exultation.
when divine love doesn't seem so far.
it never did, and never has been.
its when your heart becomes whole and the holes close up, and plans of the wicked on folds up.
when numbers no longer matter.

Jesus loves you.
yes he does haha. I was quite suicidal and had a lot of stress...wanted to cut and all. of course its hard to overcome the urge. But you know what, God saves, and he saves me out of that darkness. Yes, i am still struggling. But through that he gave me strength..thank you God!
Jamie Lee Sep 2018
I'm faced with realities,
that were only known,
as concepts.

Stuck in this state;
a combination of fascination,
mourning and inner chaos.

After a decade and a half,
of abusing those three words,
the real thing appears.

I don't recognize it's face,
nothing about it seems familiar.
I've been broken, for so long -
did I ever know what love is?

Is it wanting happiness for her,
even if it means without me?
Is it hoping someone can heal,
the damage I've caused her?

A month of absence,
and she is still my focus.
Accepted or not,
the truth has arrived.

I wish it could have been different.
I wish that I could still hold her,
and tell her softly, that,
I still love her.

I will always love her,
even now,
as I let her go.
It's a strange concept to have found what I consider to be true love at such an age in life, and even more of a tragedy, that it didn't last.
forestfaith Sep 2018
But i Iove you.
your heart its been shattered before,
its been rooted down to the floor.

your eyes have been through galaxies of oceans and tears.
you hate the voices and shadows, they make you fear, they want you to hear
them.

i can tell you, my love, that i don't deserve anything, except the cursed things and objects. Don't everyone? We dance to music that sells our souls, and talk the talk that kills the heart, and widens the hole.

I love you.
And i don't care if you are "mean", or bad, or a nightmare living in your own mirror.
Because, doesn't true love see all the mess, and scars, and yet, love the same?
I don't want to drive you insane, but I love you.
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Thank you God for her :) Annndd of course I love you too LORD!!! My first love. My King.

ahh, true love from above, that you Father..my heavenly Father...
Alyssa Underwood May 2017
Promises made by mortal man
Are rarely met by mortal hand
For though they strive to win your heart
Such passions land far from their start

They'll paint, so clear, a future bliss
And draw you in with blinding kiss
But just when you have bought the dream
Man finds pursuits more worthy to deem

Ambition, sport and other girls
Whose flattering words and smiles like pearls
Will tempt a fellow to leave his nest
And lie upon another's breast

'Tis pain so sharp you think you'll die
And tears aren't found enough to cry
A torture rack would be better friend
With all its tearing limb to limb

To have your innards disemboweled
Or face the fiercest lion's growl
Would be kinder punishment than this
From one who knew your ****** kiss

And yet within this darkest night
A hint of moonbeam's softest light
Might rise upon such blistered soul
And shine into its gaping hole

For romance still may spark a flame
And whisper to your heart by name
To woo you in your bleakest hour
With promises of healing power

Promises unlike the others you've known
Whose good intentions were quickly thrown
Away by the frailty of human flesh
When sin's entanglements did enmesh

No, this One's words are wholly sure
His heart and mind and will are pure
His faithfulness cannot be shaken
Nor His covenant love ever be taken

He chose you before He made the sun
And said to the Father, "I want that one!"
He searched you out through all your years
Through all your joys and pains and fears

And now He waits for you to grasp
That deepest pleasure lies in His clasp
That His own kiss brings highest delight
That His face is eye's sweetest sight

It's He alone Who can fill you up
And saturate your empty cup
When life has left you hollow and dry
And numb to further wish to try

When memories lie tarnished with stains
And not one worthy dream remains
He reaches in with perfect hope
That pulls you up like saving rope

And as He wipes tears from your eyes
He says to you: I am the Prize!
Take hold of Me and drink My love
Come sit with Me in realms above

For I have blessings prepared for you
That you've never imagined, but oh it's true
I long to give you all of Me
To draw you close and let you see

That in your pain you know Me best
That heart's rejection finds its rest
In this sweet fellowship of intimacy
Where you are made to look like Me

I'll give you love like you've not known
Enough to see your will o'erthrown
Enough to pour it out upon
That very one who did you wrong

For that one, too, knows thirst of soul
And needs My love to fill the hole
Which, though he's tried hard to ignore,
Pleads, "More and more and more and more!"

But if he never should respond
Still, that pure love will seal the bond
That ties you to My own heartbeat
For then you'll see My love complete

For though the world resists Me still
I love them fiercely and always will
I've known rejection like no other
From bride and kindred and friend and brother

And when you love through hate and scorn
A jewel within your heart is born
For then you glimpse My own heart's breaking
And learn My secrets of rarest taking

To rejoice in the face of bitter spite
Requires sure death but will invite
Your soul to dance in gardens of bliss
Where you will know My Lover's kiss

So come and dance with Me, make haste
There's no spare moment left to waste
Abundant life waits through this door
With thrills and pleasures evermore!
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Kimberly Sep 2018
Perhaps I’ll never love
The way I read books
That all consuming
Maddening
“You are my life now”
Kind of true love

Maybe I’ll never fall
The way I listen to music
The way you become
So lost in a song
You feel what you hear
You believe without seeing

Sometimes it’s a steady ticking
Constantly worrying
Never actually caring
“You’re young you’ll find someone”
Plus every other versions of this saying

Other times it’s a storm
This tsunami of doubt washing out
Every last bit of hope
Like water, instead of making it float
It’s sinking the boat
If you’re never really lucky generally
When it comes to love
Why the flippity flop would you be?
Why does true love feel like it’s only for people who are extremely lucky?
My love is vast and infinite,
Heart falling fast and intimate.

My love is strong and powerful,
Not feeling wrong or sorrowful.

My love is deep and without bounds,
It’s yours to keep as it surrounds.

My love is real and forever,
Our kisses seal us together.

My love is you and yours alone,
No love more true I’ve ever known.
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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!!!
Matteo Palermo Sep 2018
I guess I'm just stuck in the old ways of thinking
that true love is still out there.
I know how I feel but I guess you had a different idea
Aa Harvey Sep 2018
Black Widow Spider.


Secrete your deceit, like a Black Widow Spider,
But I shall not become the husband you devour.
Your web I shall not become entombed in.
I have no wish to be mummified;
Do not try to keep me.


For you are wrong,
If you believe you are worthy of my love.
You’ve clearly become deranged, because of the drugs.
You’ve never even tried, to give me true love
And now I’ve simply had enough.


For my heart is huge and my love is endless,
Whilst your love is only ever temporary
And every promise you’ve made, you’ve broken it.


You say you’re flirtatious, you’re no longer a man eater,
But you sleep with any man who comes onto you
And you expect us to still be together?


Leave me now; go find all the ****** partners you want.
I shall go in search of my true love.
You can let them use your body, whilst you’re still young and easy,
But I need a woman, who is mature enough to get married.


She and I will have lots of ***, plus love and devotion,
Understanding, honesty, showing true emotions,
A closeness, a fondness, completely knowing each other,
Someone to hold hands with, someone to truly explore,
In every way imaginable.


And you my Black Widow Spider?
Well, occasionally you’ll go and get ******.


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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