Good and bad
Worse I've had
You've been there
God you're gracious
Humbled and good
So AWESOME and MIGHTY!!
I've been smitten by you
Your love is higher
So high above the sky
It's the only love I could ever get high on
Without taking any drugs.
God's love is infinite. It never runs out. I know this because when I was in my darkest hopeless moments in my life I felt a sense of peace when I prayed to Him. He made me feel safe and loved despite all the hatred I felt for myself.
Love is patient
Love is kind
God's love is full
Not partial nor blind
To people who suffer
who are tortured or blind
If you believe
and have faith in His only Son.
Blue and crystal clear
Your eyes they shine so dear
Like the Pacific ocean and seas
You make my heart skip a beat. . .
Lately I've been crushing on someone. This person doesn't know I have a crush on him. This is a poem about him. More specifically this is a poem about how beautiful his eyes is.
Everyone is out there following their dreams,
working ******* what they love and what they believe.
I am hidden deep beneath rubble and rock,
peering out to see what I'm missing out on.
It's always dark here and it's always grey.
But I see a light that shines from people and their ways.
I wish I could be like them.
I have ideas and passion in the cracks of my weak bones.
I have optimism and love laying dormant in my throat.
But I'm too tightly trapped under what holds me down,
to escape and be like the others.
I've written masterpieces on the walls of this cave,
I've shouted so loud that some walls have worn away.
But as one is knocked down, another appears.
I've tried to make music so plants can grown,
so they can oxygenate me inside this tiny hole.
But they wilt, like everything, like me.
Always grown, always wilted.
Like me, like my loved ones, like my passion.
My thoughts crept in deep
In mistakes and failures
At high steep
Demons and monsters
Doesn't come under my bed
It's inside my head.
This poem is about those awful thoughts rummaging inside our heads every now and then.
Misunderstood and Misunderstandings
is the foothold of my reality
Labels and blames
You blame me
for your life in difficulty
Stop it !
Stop it !
I'm not to blame for your mistakes
I'm not the bully
who threw away my life in vain
You're the one who did
You're the one to blame.
This poem is about how people misunderstand my actions and personality, since i barely talk much and am always quiet, they tend to blame me for everything and i did have a certain person who did that to me back in high school. That certain person used to blame me for everything that went wrong . I'm just expressing myself in this poem on how i could have stood up for myself back then and said those words to her.
Something is boiling
Boiling inside of me
Frustration and anger
Or fear of insanity
I hope it's nothing
I hope to keep my sanity
But something is boiling
Boiling in me
Tears of sadness
of lost hope and tragedy
Please, i hope
I keep my sanity
My fears are coming
I'm slipping out of reality
My voice is binded
By all your cruelty.
This poem is about all the hidden frustration and anger i've kept all this time. It's directed towards those particular people who don't let me talk or the people who don't care enough to listen what i have to say.