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Gabriel Bonney Sep 2018
I know hope is knocking at my door
He offers me help, of this I'm sure
So show me how to say goodbye
To all these crimson eyes
I will hold on to what I know
And this truth I know, I won't let go
I'll unlock the door and turn on a light
You have stayed with me, this dark night
I will hand over the key
You are my hope, and again I see
This is a sort of follow-up to "Eyes in the Dark"
Gabriel Bonney Sep 2018
As I lay out on my front porch,
falling asleep to the melody of rain,
I can't help but imagine you here beside me
Gabriel Bonney Sep 2018
I use to let the eyes in the dark
Creep in my concious and part my heart
I would feed the stomach in my brain
Feasting on the thought that I'm insane
I'd lock myself in another room
As I would enter a state of gloom
I would write to rid a mind of wrong
Turns out the eyes would read along
I will avoid those eyes,
turn on a light,
and unlock the door.

The more I put my trust in writing rather than letting God take care of my emotions, the more I lose hope. So this poem is to say that I'm going to work on giving everything over to God before writing it, because that will help
Gabriel Bonney Sep 2018
You let your demons win quietly
You talk assured as if I don't see
You raise up white flags most of these days
I was born with you so won't you stay
The voices come to you in the dark
I feel them stay as your mind departs
Here to take all that you thought you knew
They blow smoke as if I'm not with you
I hope they choke cause we'll smoke them out
They will not cast you out or take you down
Because in Christ your meaning is found
Gabriel Bonney Sep 2018
Simply


Let your inner poet


show it
Bars
Gabriel Bonney Sep 2018
I see a canvas behind your eyes
I see the artist in disguise
I see the portrait made so no one else will see
I see dimly lit sands and beyond a vast sea
I see your palette--black and grey
I see, as we all do, the bright paints you display
I see in your eyes your dripping color
I see that you don't trust a single other
I see, because the eyes interpret the heart
I see, and realize you are just like me
I see, and I long to remedy
Not sure about the title...
Gabriel Bonney Sep 2018
You're an angel fallen down
Won't you tie me to the ground?
You're a blessing from above
Won't you stay with me, My Love?
You're falling far from the sky
Won't you tell me just how high?
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