poetry

The ink that fills my heart.
Some of these thoughts might be tart,
Bittersweet controls some.
While the others are the sweet strum,
I hear while I sleep.
Sometimes suicide,

I just want to get this off of my chest
because this matter has just had me so distressed
first let me start by saying thank you
thanks to all of the stupid people who

Pushing this flesh into alignment,
guided by The Word most holy and pure,
I'm striving to learn principles
for a sanctified life to endure.

My Lord loves me without hesitation

His blessings upon my life flow -
No matter where I am
or wherever I happen to go.

Overcoming the curse of Mankind,
is a consuming, infinite Love
from the One declared divine.

Raindrops Raindrops
falling from the sky
rolling down over washing the land , leaves and towers
Raindrops Raindrops
falling from your eyes

i can feel the sacred winds
resonating from days gone by
all the love i have known, and have lost
all the tears that were shed, and yet to be shed,

My thoughts move, quicker than lightning
In desperation i chase them, but now im fighting
Im fighting my mind, searching for the word
the word that shows my thought, but this is absurd

Deeply seated, and far beyond the reach of ordinary [minds].
A wondrous joy that only suggest my thoughts…. and if there is to
be…. the control is mine and only [mind].

Dear heaven, Dear Lord
please take care of my Uncle now passed
the man who lived each day to its last
My uncle who was taken from us too soon

Never have I felt more alone
Than in those few moments before I shattered that mirror
Looking through that haze of anger and pain I saw a man
Hiws fists were clenched

I see red hate in that mirror
I see the flaws of myself
My lifes regrets and
My wants and desires in that mirror
I see the small breakouts and the nose that I don't want to have I see the

I don't love you like I used to
I no longer find that smile irrisistable
I don't fall in love again when you flip your hair
When you kiss me there is no fireworks

It doesn't matter what I do
Because one plus one never makes two
And i know that when its me and you
there's always that wall of silence that my voice just cant get through and

My love is silent
It is my dirty little secret
It is my locked-in-the-closet secret
That love that only exists behind closed doors and closed eyes
Nobody hears me call you my boo