Oh, Papa
renew the Nazirite, your son
He weeps
when on Your chest is one
who is his identity
Drip grace into his thirsting mouth
and turn his heart to the river of joy
that You buried in himself
Remind his searching mind
that gifts and callings are not removed
Nor good plans destroyed
For nothing keeps You
from looking out in love
or working out Your wonders

You work hard
To be smart
To be funny
To be love
But what screams itself to me unending
is your pain
It doesn’t stop
IT WONT STOP
and I don’t know if I should tell you
that I rarely watch you now
because every time I really look
the sound of your pain is deafening
I wish my ears would listen better
for the joy that’s hidden in your soul
Until that day I will pray
you will find it your loudest theme

Oh Bleeding Heart
up on a shelf
You always tug on mine
So rough around the edges
but without withholding any thought
You paint the surest picture of humanity
Watching you becomes like being pierced
with rainbow needles
It seems the Way you sing your life
You can’t open your mouth without spitting blood
You have your teeth and need no knife
I wish I was inspired to write for you a balm
But no such calm intrudes
Type 4s incite each other
Fire feeding off of Fire
fighting for a stage
at once against and together

I’m walking through the desert
Following faint trails of pioneers before
Sometimes stumbling in circles through furnaces of sand and cactus
I haven’t seen my destination
it’s place isn’t marked on any map
I don’t know where I’ll find water
I’m a wanderer and I don’t keep it on tap,
I lose my sense of time
listening to the dune’s eerie song
All I know is that I’ve been trapped here
too long
I live for the moments I crest the layered plateaus
and can finally see the distance
of wilderness I have travailed

Pulling barbs from deep within your heart
Feel your soul be ripped apart
And all the miles of chain you swallowed
Must be thrown out
Screaming as they entered in
Your ears, your eyes, your mouth, your nose
burning down your skin
And the pain thickens in your head
Like blood pooling on the ground beneath the dead
Dripping down into your sight
Inkiness  
as all the grime from past clouds of smoke are washed away
In a Tidal wave of grace
your ribs are bruised and crushed
In the Violence of Love
Ready to take the poison hidden in your bones
Dig Deep!
Let your old, iron stomach throw up
all the nails
whose place is in the wounds of Christ

It's been so long.
I've missed you so.
We missed you at Christmas.
It was...so lonely this year.

I remember every Christmas,
You would be here early.
Making a mess of things for Mom,
Keeping me company on the way to school.

It just wasn't Christmas without you.
Not the way its always been
Where has my best friend been?
I miss you
Jack Frost

Here's hoping you had a snowy holiday
I believe in you still
Love: Jamie

It started out as just hanging out,
After school at your house,
We watched movies, relaxed, & just talked,
Sometimes there would be no words,
But it felt like the best conversation,
I was nervous, I admit,
Your beauty was astounding,
But that was only on the outside that I saw.

Soon I got to know you better,
I saw your inner beauty,
it shined bright,
Like a light in a dark room,
You lit up any room that you stepped foot in,
There is something special about you,
The vibes you give off are so positive,
I admit I fell in love.

At first it was just a crush,
But we opened up to eachother,
I saw more of you than I ever did,
And in that moment I knew,
I knew I was in love.

Now you have gone away,
Left me all alone,
It's not your fault,
But now you just ignore me,
You don't even say a word,
It's been months and I miss you,
I miss you and I need you.

You are the apple of my eye,
but this fruit's rotten to the core.
You're suffocating me in your grip,
but baby your hands are so warm.

You're a corrupt tyrant king,
and ***** tortured prisoner;
Make me your silent queen, broken cell mate,
and crying court jester.

You stroke my hair, but your hands
are on my shoulder.
You bring me to new heights but,
when I soar you grow colder.

You're sweeter than our honeymoon
phase on Valentine's Day baby.
But the dentist said your **** gives
me one year cavities.

You have no doubts, "our
dream's pristine and love is true".
Then how come my heart,
my soul, is black and blue?

I am more alone when you hold my
hand and say, "I'm here".
But I feel so sick with fear at the
thought of you not near.

It's crazy.
You're crazy.
I'm crazy.
Crazy (in pain)
Crazy (in love)
How could I go?
Why can't I leave?