

GoodbyeOn the floor, writhing in pain I crawl to the nearest escape Pain unbearable, Dying InsideGoodbye
Death, bearable Pain would be gone Life will go on for everyone else
I stop myself at the jump (chicken, coward) I prepare to leap
An angel appears behind me, no, wait, two! Both aglow in a holy white To save me from myself
I try to jump, they catch me put me back on the ledge of my depression force me back inside the depth of my soul
Running from myself bullet shot out of a gun catching m


unknownBummed Walking in the rain Head down Dejected, Unwantedunknown
An angel appears, awash in bright white halo shining on her head and tells me not to worry
A little better head semi-high now rain is ceasing and feeling a little more wanted
She appears again tells me that life will continue that not all is lost and love is not gone
Happy Walking in the sun Head held high for all to see Appreciated, Loved


should i careThere are few things fresher than a clean spring shower to wash away your caresshould i care
to watch the silver wisps of hairs float down to clear your mind
the puddle under feet creates an illusion of disentanglement
allowing the body to free itself from its human and let go
of all the worries and hustles and bustles of unnecessary stress
There is nothing fresher than a clean spring showers to wash away your cares


Tattered DressIn a too short tattered dress she stands her head held high and proudTattered Dress
The yellow school bus comes bumping along the dusty rural road children laughing
She ascends the steps and silence all the kids in best clothes
And her in a too short tattered dress only knows her own poor conditions
The kids start laughing at her making her feel ugly and ashamed
And her in a too short tattered dress knows no other way than ignore


Dear GodDear God,Dear God
Please don't let me be in love with him Please just let it be a phase
All friends go through it right? Dear God, Why am I trembling? Please get him out of my head I don't want to feel this way Dear God, I can't stop thinking about him I don't want him I want to be alone Please, I can't do it again God! Love is too hard I can't take it, please My heart has bled enough No more! Dear God, Seriously I have tears in my eyes I have butterflies in my stomach I can't be in love with him I won't Dear God, &nbs


POEM?A long day passed. I find myself lying in front of the mantle of my thoughts. Each brick a passing moment as the thoughts build up a full chasm, a furnace that burns the stalks of life each mound of wood burned, each cinder, a change, a choice that I may only recall by shifting through the ashes on a warm, vibrant summers day under a tall maple standing alone on a hill amidst a forest that stretches as far as the eye can see. A forest I am quite familiar with as I have lost a many afternoons wondering through these trees of wisdom that stand tall and proud. I touch the rough bark that runs like a labyrinth in every which direction, one whichPOEM?
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Yes. I am a Christian. But I am also not afraid to admit I am flawed.
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Yes. I am a Christian. But I am also not afraid to admit I am flawed.
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Just messin'
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