When I wept before you
watching my emotions fall like
                               crayon colours

Painting the floor with immature
          emotions...
did you read the colours I spelt..


Or did you just see irregular patterns
                spelling out my pleas...
that were like chalk drawings
                                       to your understandings

Time is a hallway, long and thin.
Open a door and see what's within.
See beauty or horror who knows what's inside.
Some are dreams that were left to die.
You will see laughter and glee.
And people who never were all they could be.
The disease of wallowing through time.
Is getting lost every night.
When you see someone who needs your help.
Do you spend you time or go someplace else?
Because the hallway is only so long there is an end.
Say goodbye to dreams, hopes, and friends.
For at the end of the hallway you see.
Is a coffin, waiting just for me.

Why are these dreams broken?
when all these words are left unspoken.
Uncertainty killing those who care inside.
They are left to rot, left to die.
Why are their faces filled with sorrow?
They see no light, no tomorrow.
They beg and they plea.
Only to see cruelty.
Why do the stars fade from our eyes?
Is it because we are slowly dying inside.
Why are you sad, why can't you breath?
You are drowning in sorrow, please don't leave.
Why are we abandoned and left to rot.
Never to leave stuck in this spot?
Why do our nightmares overcome our dreams?
Because can't you see.
These dreams are broken, they are left unspoken, by me.

When the heart speaks words too heavy for the ears
When the pains can no longer be shared
When all seems too hard to face
When despair is all that's worth carrying
When too low that the heart is sinking
When life  seems too unbearable to keep fighting
DEAR Lord may you always be there
To carry the load & burdens
To free me from all my burdens
That no more shall my heart be outweighed
Surely your grace is sufficient
Perfect it in my weakness
Renew & Restore my Joy
Embrace me closely that loneliness has no place
Withholding nothing, not anymore.