I decided to share :0). tell me what you think.
Easy Money, Short Life. The Pain Cuts, Jagged Knife. Tears Fall, Forms A Stream. Heavy Breathing, Is This A Dream.? Drowning Gasping, I Have No Air. Wake me up, From This Nightmare. You Hold My Head Above Water, I Pray To You “Oh Please Lord Father”. Deliver Me From My Sins. Clean Slate, Back To Where It All Begins. Right Choices, Pure conscious. I Hear You Guiding Me, In my Subconscious. My Testimony Makes Me Stronger, That’s who I was, But Not No Longer. Thank You Father You Set Me Free, Put Faith In My Heart And Helped Me See. He Who Is In Me, Is Greater Then Who Is In This World. It Is Because Of Thee’ That My Faith Has Unfurled. Bricks And Concrete, Come Tumbling Down. I Opened Up To You, So Special So Renown. All I Have To Give Is These Tears Trickling Down. No More Hate In My Heart, Or Revenge In My Soul. You Taught Me Forgiveness, And Filled That Black Hole. Because of you I Tread In This Water, You Keep My Head Lifted. You Showed Me My Worth, Nothing Less Then Talented And Gifted
Written 11/29/10- I just thought I’d share
The rain floods the street, as the tears flood my eyes.
The ugliness of the grey sky screams out, and my disgust begins to rise.
And the pit of my stomach is sick! sick with anger, sick with frustration and sick with hurt.
The frustration it tangles me i’m caught in this web of emotions stuck unable to divert.
knock… knock…. knock… HOLLOW.
My heart is no longer there, and the air i can’t even begin to swallow.
cut, the pieces left broken on the ground, cut me as I begin to walk
and I will always have these scars to remind me of this cold butcher block.
this butcher block you placed my heart on, when you failed my only expectation
This thing that barely beats is not once what it was; but mearly a mutation.
as the pieces lay broken on the ground, my path continues as the blood stains
and even as the clouds turn grey with sorrow and they begin to cry rain
The water will wash away the blood but the scars shall always remain.
I’ll turn around and pick up the pieces to this organ i call a heart
as time will keep traveling forward, once again i’ll finally have a piece of art
this beautiful masterpiece that has been placed back together is beautifully contorted
but the eye of the beholder now see’s it beautifully distorted
what was once was broken beyond repair
is now placed back together without a tare
My heart is a peice of art that was once threw away
But there’s beauty in everything, even in a cold rainy day.