#protected
You are Protected,
from danger and from harm,
The Lord watches over you, and
Protects you with his Arms,
He will keep you safe
from danger and hurt, and
will direct your path,
He will keep you alert,
He will watch, and
protect you every day,
ordering your steps, and
showing you the way,
He will be your strength, and
will be your Guide,
He will be there for you, and
Be by your side,
He will be your
encouragement,
HE WILL PROVIDE!!!
So, always remember
if you are feeling neglected,
THE LORD IS ALWAYS
WITH YOU: and
YOU ARE PROTECTED!!!!!
B.R.
Date: 1/18/2026
Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 10:45 PM UTC
Her zest deepened
the hunted
travailed barefoot
over ember littered bridges
a lone Elk under the Cedars
in Munich
treading ashes in the snow
on the rise to Phoenix.
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 10:46 AM UTC
his hands
are firmly wedged
inside pockets
unwilling to risk
exposure to this
frost-coated morning
if he tripped
or slipped
stumbled
fell
even then
he would not rely
on their numbed support
he could not trust
that they would do
what was necessary
if called upon
deep in the sherpa-lined
abyss of his coat
his fingers remain
protected in gloves
clenched and wriggling
with all hopes resting
on a return
of warmth
of bloodflow
of feeling
before he gets home
before central heating
and chill-blains
turn his frozen tips
into scalding rods
when there is
no use but
to desperately
and ironically wish
that he could not
feel anything
at all
Feb 9, 2023
Feb 9, 2023 at 11:04 AM UTC
ive always wondered what its like to be a normal kid but always for weird reasons,
im safe, im loved, im fed, im cared for, thats what home is,
why dont I want to be here, im confused,
the secrets,
but im safe and they love me,
but they dont know me how could they love me,
I remember when I was really little and wanted to be like my dad,
except for the hitting and drinking and screaming, but I wanted to be just like him,
he was my hero,
anyones a hero when all you know are villains,
thats why you were my hero, you saved, and protected me
protected or smothered
Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 12:14 AM UTC
If you look outside,
All you see is storm clouds.
It’s one of those days,
Where everything seems sad and gloomy.
The good thing is,
is That you can just lie inside,
And you have that sense,
That you are safe,
Protected,
And nothing will ever harm you.
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 2:15 PM UTC
It is cold outside
And warm in here. There is mist
On the window. Can’t see.
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 6:50 PM UTC
When I met her
I was in a dark place
She made me feel better
alone with her I felt safe
When I met her
I fell in love easily
Me and her alone
protecting me in isolation furiously
Her's was the fear
but I knew why I had to be scared
the danger was clear
I wasn't meant to be shared
But hidden in front of everyone's eyes
better still behind closed doors
safe and sound and internally screaming
my lively body lying dead on barren floors
When I met her
to love her felt so right
easier yet but to walk amongst strangers
simpler yet to swallow all forsaken pride
Since I realized that I loved her wrong
that I only grew fond of her protection
I started taking her out on walks
I've written her a heartfelt song
"I love you dear,
you are my fearful guardian
and I thank you for reminding me
to keep an open eye, to always look for the hidden scorpion
Let me find comfort in you
when I know being terrified
makes less a fool out of me
but only a soul less traveled, barely petrified.
In my way of loving,
let me find my kind of freedom
I don't need you solving
Anxiety. "
Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 11:17 AM UTC
When the armies rise, and I am scared,
you stand by my side, holding me in.
When I couldn't feel you around,
you whisper to my heart that you are with me, close within.
When fear and terror comes my way when death and darkness comes, I will not be afraid. For you are holding me by your side. Holding my heart tightly as they come by.
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 2:51 AM UTC
Boundaries broken
In a wave of warm salt
The first word is spoken
And in wonder and revolt
A world awakens, stretching
To feel a forest growing on its crust
On land given up by a heavy sea, retching.
Then wonder as feet touch the newly formed dust
Under a new born sun and scar flecked moon
Where the land and sea meets
Birds take to flight and animals roam, all to soon
Their heartbeats build to a thousand beats
A crescendo of voices, bird and beast, fill the air
Living, protected in a shell, a flimsy case
They float along on a globe of wonder, so rare
A life-raft in the cold, dark, void of space.
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC
There she sat.
Leaned forward in my arms.
It felt like she belonged there.
My arms.
Her head nestled in the center of my chest.
My arms stretched around her shoulders.
Wrapping tight around her.
Honestly between us both I don't know who felt more comfortable.
Me or her.
The urgency of need. Warmth.
Her arms un-tucked from the center of her chest.
Wrapping underneath my arms. Squeezing the small of my back.
I love the way she hugged me.
I felt a sense of security. Holding her as close as I could.
I watched as she turned her head and made herself more comfortable.
This was who we were.
Explaining everything that needed to be said.
Reciting everything within arms reach
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 11:53 AM UTC
No more Rain
Or destructive Fire
Such from Life
Comes a Retirement
No more Hate
Or piercing Wounds
When Spirit Moves
Beyond the Moons
There is only Love
An Eternal Bliss
Sheltered From The Wind
In Peace to Exist.
DLR
01/10/2016
Abri du vent
Pas plus de pluie
Ou Feu destructeur
Une telle vie de
Vient un retraite
Pas plus de haine
Piercing Wounds
Lorsque Spirit Moves
Au-delà des Moons
Il n'y a que l'amour
Un Bliss Eternal
Abri du vent
Dans la paix d'exister.
DLR
01/10/2016
Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 1:41 PM UTC
I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 6:23 AM UTC
I am safe.
I am protected.
You built a hedge around me
that no one can break through.
Not without Your permission.
You are keeping me safe.
You are protecting me.
The future is bright with hope.
The darkness is in my past,
and even when painful times come,
You will still be here.
You will still keep me safe.
You will still protect me.
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 10:12 PM UTC
I'm resting my head
On your chest
My hand on your shoulder
Your arm around me
Playing with my hair
Gently stroking it
Helping me fall asleep
Your other hand
Holding onto my arm
gently moving your thumb
Up and down
Your chin on my head
I can hear your heart beat
Your arms tightly round me
Holding me
Making me feel safe and happy
Genuinely happy
Even though it was the worst sleep
I've ever had
Because of the little space we had in the tent
It was one of the best sleeps
Just because you were there
You move and your cheek is pressed against mine
I can feel your breathe on my neck
You moved your hand into my sleeping bag
And pull my top
And gently rub my back
Because I'm almost in tears
With how sore my stomach is
I giggle quietly cause it tickles on my side
It starts to get cold
So I move closer to your chest and you hold me tighter
You're dreaming
A nightmare possibly
Sounds like your crying
My arm isn't on you anymore
You make a weird noise
And I pull you closer to me
And you seem to feel better
It's cute really
You felt better with my arm around you
Just like I did
Continue stroking my hair
As I fall gently asleep on your chest
Feeling the steady rhythm
Of your heart
And hearing your heavy breathing pattern
And you light airplane sounding snore
From you being sick
Slowly falling asleep
In each other's arms
Happy
And safe
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 4:33 AM UTC
Behind the deceptive exterior,
Strong walls that have been built,
Is something different from expected.
A mouselike soul
Having feelings of distress,
Needing to be protected.
Afraid of getting hurt,
Not obtaining chosen goals,
Not being the one who's selected.
Fear of being judged,
And going unheard,
Scared of not being accepted.
Wanting to hide from the world
To the safe hole in the wall
Believing it can't be trapped in there.
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 10:58 AM UTC
The way that one
Piece of hair
Falls on your forehead
When you don't have enough wax
In your hair
The way you straighten it
Everyday
Because you hate the curls
That I like
The way you get cold so easy
So you sit a little closer to me
Feel my warmth
Put your hand on my knee
Or on my arm
Your icy fingertips
Burning my skin
How you always hold
Onto my hand
Longer than you should
When you shake my hand
Or hi five me
And bend your fingers over
To hold my hand in yours
The way your eyes light up
When you laugh
Or smile at me
As I wake up
From sleeping in class
The way we both are drawn
To a stray cat
Walking down the pathway home
The way you grab my arm
Or put your hand on my knee
And ask if I'm okay
When I'm on the verge of tears
And tell me it's all going to be fine
When I get scared
And you put your arm around me
And run with me in your arms
Away from what we fear
The way you pull me off the road
So I don't get hit
The way your hand is pressed
Firmly on my back
Getting me away
From any bad situation
The way you care for me
My safety
My health
My feelings
Way more than I do myself
I don't really understand why
But oh how I'm grateful
You were that person
I always prayed for
That God would send me
Someone I could count on
Someone to protect me
Care for me
Understand me and my ways
And make me happy again
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 3:44 AM UTC
Bold=Chris
Italic=Tiffany
**You are darkest beauty
Hunted by this frenzy
These aging, wizened eyes
Track you through the night
Prey for the predator**
As for the creature feasts on the most unknown meal of all not the dark but thy light
**Draining the sweet innocence
Hungry for the souls taste
But you stay just of reach
The closer to thy light
It burns at this darkness**
The light shines with no effect upon thy dark but the dark shines no mercy but glory and hatred the dark predator gives to thy light
**This creature feels only rage
Consumed at he can not have
Fury at what he can never be
For he never knew the angel
Of the darkest beauty in hiding**
Thy angel of light bares to thy soul of thy darkest part of the creature of the dark exposes its true beauty and shines light on its pure light and the demon of darkness demolishes thy lights soul and the light shall stay nonimmortal while the dark overules the light and captures both sides dark and thy light both parish in a eruption of flames and disappear in a thin of smoke and never return to thy land of good and evil.
Collaboration by Chris Smith the dark poet
And Tiffany Gold
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 7:09 AM UTC
sad scared alone depressed It overwhelmed upset ignorant
irrelevant broken disgusting is you awful rejected numb stupid
unhappy lazy fat mad that protects me from the hopeless cold fear
glum tragic pouring rain and you shelter me from the worked poor
despair big wide world and for that I owe you my soul chubby
sick and I think that you are wrong
hollow B shame
empty e envy
anxst a remorse
grief u greedy
poorly t shallow
fed up i beaten
bullied f guilty
unheard u unneeded
stress l. bored
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 3:46 PM UTC
She wanders with a ponderance
of an unfulfilling existence .
It's like she missed the instance
when life was handing out
purpose. She became subverted
by her own thoughts.
Self-image contorted
like spaghetti noodles or dreadlocks.
The simplicity of existing has become brutal.
She keeps the gold within
vaulted like Fort Knox.
That protection is like an island
preventing her journey's beginning.
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC