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A Drink To InsanityAs I touch a burning candle I feel nothing
As I touch my heart I feel every thing.
Your ghost haunts me
As I scream for you leave me
I drink to my insanity.
As you fade to just a memory
As you fade from my memory
I drink to pull you back
To feel your touch once more
To feel again
To be whole once more.
As the wind blows throw the curtains
I feel your icy cold touch
I feel your icy lips on my head
As I scream for you to leave
I drink to my insanity.
As you fade with the wind
As your memory blows away
I drink to pull you back
To feel you once again
To let the flame within my heart
To make you warm once again.
As the storm brings me silence
I can hear the soft patter of rain
I can hear your voice whisper to me
The rain increases and your voice surrounds me
Telling me sweet words
The ones you used to say
The one that tore at my heart
The ones I lost myself
Heavenly tearsJust keep on pouring
Oh, heavenly tears
Bring me wisdom
Let me God be near
As holy rain of love
From above they come
May they erase all fear
Make all troubles run far off
Cover my tired face
In huge waterfalls of tears
Across my pale cheeks
Let rivers of revelation and truth appear
Take away all that is sinful
And send rightousness with me on my way
Wash my face with your blessed rain
Cleanse my soul with your holy blood
Through these pure tears
I will still remember your great name
To you, God Almighty
I will never say goodbye
Tears of struggle
Tears of joy
Tears of relieve
Because I am to you dear
May they all somehow lead me to my
Regret holds me
Ties me down
Makes me hurt
Regret will stay
Nothing can be changed
Knowing what I could have done
But didn’t do
At the oddest times
It hits the hardest
Causing tears to fall
Pain tears at me
Squeezing my heart
Leaving me breathless
With the tears
Falling down my face
Hope from the Lord
Something I can’t describe
But something beautiful
I know I can’t change the past
Nor the future
Just the present
As I move forward
With this burden
I’m not alone
The Lord is here
He comforts me
He holds me
He leads me
Taking my hand
Bringing me along
I will always h
Mother, I am your child.
Look at me, caged for nine months like an animal,
When I am released I am covered in blood, in my Mother’s blood.
Look at me, Look at us, we are raised by technology,
And you have the nerve to judge us, you the one who has a family.
You might say that we are different,
But we are made from the same parts,
Bodies, Souls and Hearts.
When I am born,
I always see a closed door,
Who left it open?
Why did you left me alone?
Who left me outside?
Why did you left me to...die?
Father, you supposed to be by my side,
Mother, you supposed to heal my life,
Yet none of you were never here, both of you were just lies.
we are born to be broken,
Praying Through The Motions
Long before I took aim and notice,
Control seemed to reject me.
Leaving my hands to a dust storm,
Where they would find only cactus and vermin.
Once in sky blue moon, with a hint of cosmos,
An Oasis would find weary eyes.
There would be the particular tale,
Later entitled, "Too Good to be True."
A bitter stumble on my tired and broken feet,
Beneath the shadow of the valley of bad luck,
Where evil was all I ever found.
Where only two hands guided my own...
Here was a crack in the dust bowl,
Where piece of Heaven laid me to bits of rest.
Though I was never wicked, my blood was,
And therefore until drained,
then true rest was to evade my grasp
By Luck and a Loving Eye
Why stop in the place where I know I am only to be devoured?
As dark & cold as this wretched place, I would never accept as my grave.
There is no path on a unpaved road of improvisation. I follow the crumbs of ancient bread, onwards past growling fiends and the eyes of evil.
I bare the marks of one who has found the morbid experiences of existence. Healing is but a formality that I tend to allow, yet not always.
The cycles are made to run their age old courses, with constant and spontaneous tests to accompany my walk to a worthy Shepherd, whose face I am forbidden to see.
Unworthy, the all vigilant eyes that notice the fine print. Yet un
à baisser blanc la tête
que la pierre ouvre au ciel
jugement morne à l’aune
de tes enfouissements
morsure des batailles
tenir droit dans la roche
cassée d’air et de neige
à blanchir l’herbe de
partir vierge d’empreintes
poudrées à la va-vide
et ruminer l’hiver
à l’angle d’un cadavre
morgues batailles torves
vois le sel se dissoudre
dans un soleil
Frantz, mai 2013
To feel God's powerful love...To feel God’s love...
God is my LORD. He will be for eternity. When I felt sad and needed cheering up, I would pray to him and I would know he is listening. Just the other day I felt tempted by the devil and I am so thankful I have realized it. I was scared and confused, I felt like a sheep strayed from the herd. My parents would not let me go to church and I felt like I was slowly drifting away.
But my prayers were not left unheard. I feel like God has taken me back into his hand again, (although he really has never dropped me.) It is a feeling that I cannot experience from any physical substance. God is holy, he is invisible, I cannot touch him, but I feel closer to him than anyone else I can see, feel or touch. I am truly grateful that he has taken me into his care. I am grateful I met people God has planned for me to meet, who has guided me slowly to the ways of the church. It is a miracle. My thanks for the Lord will be for eternity.
Today I decided to w
HopefulA strong, warm hand grips mine,
It holds me safe and tight.
It took my hand just as I stopped trying,
His hand pulled me towards the light.
Warm light brakes around me,
The cold darkness is shattered,
I now feel so very free,
The love around me is all that matters!
I never want to return to that dark place,
I want to stay in this light forever,
I want to always stay in hope’s embrace,
This is home and I will never leave.
Spirit coloursLivvy: *sings*
~the colour purple for the song,
the colour blue to bounce along,
the colour pink to show your care,
the colour red to style your hair,
the colour yellow for the fun,
the colour green to join someone,
the colour orange to have a fight,
the colour violet to show you're right,
the colour black to show you're bad,
the colour brown to show that you're sad,
the colour silver for a sign of hope,
the colour bronze to live and cope,
the colour copper to show your skill,
the colour gray to show you're ill,
the colour peach to show your love,
the colour cream to hide your blush,
the colour aqua for the love to swim,
of we go and far away
we dream ourselves airborne
feet leaving the solidity
of touched ground
the grass springing back gently
as our body floats upwards
eyes travel to new stars
nebulae bursting with colour
comets trailing sparkling debris
from both cold and warm hearts
that gracefully navigate
the entirety of solar systems
taking years in their slow travel
to come around and be seen again
stars fade away
the spaces between
becoming something more
the dreaming mind travels
further than before
where darkness is peace
with beauty hidden somewhere inside
Wielding a desire to hit the fast lane
Is feisty, full of energy and always ready
Legendary as the ponysona who bears the mark of a blazing wheel
Daring, Dashing and Determined to make an impact
Fire in her eyes mean that she's ready to ride
Is in love with a musician with a voice that is tender as the gods
Reaches out to her friends and does it fast, quick and easy
Even now, she continues to blaze on… blaze like a Wildfire.
Happy Birthday Sibsy
God is...God is…
The almighty, the Father, our Lord, our Shepard, our guide, powerful, gracious, forgiving, loving, wonderful, miraculous, the truth, the salvation, the Creator, the Holy Spirit, Jesus Crist,
God will not abandon you.
God will not ignore you.
God will not stop loving you,
Even if you continue to sin.
God has loved you,
God will love you,
God is loving you,
He will never let you go.
Were you tempted by the devil?
Did demons come to bring you misfortune?
I am sure,
God will save you.
Do not be afraid, alone.
Do not be sad, hopeless.
Open up to your God,
He will wipe the tears from your eye and
Hug you close.
Love you unconditionally.
He will be more than a trillion times as great as your earthly father.
Open up to your God!
I have experienced pain.
Great dark feelings that brought me to tears at times.
I have been blind, lost,
Lost without my shepherd to guide me.
I felt tempte
You.Your anger is poisonous.
You are intoxicating my heart.
Your tongue is deceiving.
You made me betray the one I love.
Your ways are heinous.
You have led me astray.
Your eyes are alert.
You have watched me burn.
Your rage is contagious.
You made me hostile to others.
Your tongue is razor-sharp.
You made me bleed out.
Your ways are vile.
You have obliterated my life.
Your eyes are piercing.
You have stabbed my heart.
The mindThe mind is like a dam, storing the waters of our knowledge and holding it in place. The mind is like a maze, ever confusing with twists and turns that never cease. The mind is like space, vast and unknown with things waiting to be discovered. The mind is like glass, fragile and able to crack at any moment if enough force is applied. The mind is like a river, ever flowing and endless. The mind is fascinating, holding things even we are unaware of. The mind is scary, holding our darkest secrets and fears. Most of all though, the mind is what describes us, makes us different and special. It is what makes us human.
Only the Moon RemembersThe mists gleam with an iridescent blue.
But they pull away from me as I walk
along cobblestone paths, footsteps oppressed.
The forest takes on a spectral facade.
A sound from within the foliage,
interrupts my silent, cold amble.
But goes ignored, like the breath of a sleeper.
Resuming my stroll through the moonlit woods,
I find myself gazing up at the sky,
as I contemplate epochs long past.
Unheard, a call from the grave, echoes behind.
A grey cloaked figure, waiting in the haze,
with eyes of burning coal, that look through me.
Open to an age, submersed in forever night.
Face to the StormI'd have to look up to see the bottom.
How have I fallen so far, yet have so far to go?
This will end here, my heart holds no repent.
Ebony clouds on the horizon stare back at a sickly smile.
I am the wind that has no master.
Your violent lights shake the very air around me.
Lightning impacts the earth beneath my feet.
But still I stand, spear at hand.
God of the Tempest,
I will never fall to your gales and rain.
I will never be your slave.
You and I are One and the same,
a Positive and Negative charge on the same particle.
Even if you crush the world beneath your Kingdom,
You can never break my spirit,
and you can never tak
The Spirit in the MistThe mists gleam with the ambient light of the moon and stars.
But they pull away from me as I walk down these cobblestone paths.
The surrounding forest takes on a spectral appearance in the haze.
A sound from within foliage interrupts my amble,
most likely a small rodent or cat.
Resuming my stroll through woods,
I find myself whistling to a tone by Iron Maiden.
Taking the time to reflect upon myself, as the sky draws my gaze.
A faint whisper escapes into the cool night air.
I turn around, but no one's there.
There's no such thing as ghosts.
Another whisper cuts through the air, sending chills down my spine.
I held my breath at w
All that Was, Will Never Be I remember it as if from a dream.
Pelicans scatter under a vast crimson sky.
Oceans shifting to red as the lands pull away.
I pick up the sand,
but it slips through my fingers.
Footprints washed away forevermore.
I close my eyes and I see what's right in front of me.
No time to say goodbye, as the dunes shift to scarlet
Falling into an illusion, I can see what once was.
It's a deception.
So time passed.
No sounds to be heard,
As the garnet night grasps our world.
Dreams of Snow and AshThe soil sleeps beneath a veil of snow and ash
Specks of white and black fall through dim light
As I wander across fields of ivory and ebony
The ground disregards my foot's print
An old willow painted in dreary colors looms solemnly above me
I reach out to feel the leaves
But they wither before my touch
In these dreams of snow and ash
I watch these lands through spectral eyes
The lands of evanescent lights
A lake sits patiently under clouds of fog and smoke
I crouch down to sink my hand into the cold water
But it freezes before my fingers
In these dreams of quartz and obsidian
Dreams of doves and ravens
The night descends upon
OuroborosThe Cycle begins at the rise of sun,
ending during the descent of the moon.
The dragon that consumes its barbed tail,
the sands of time, and wheel forever turning.
Unconscious is the flow, ascension.
Mindless is the resistance to the wheel.
But in vain, your useless endeavor ends.
It is the sand that slips through your fingers.
Nothing lies behind, but these pale memories.
What exactly is the meaning of this?
You have made life a thief and murderer.
You let the weak be denied and fall behind.
A Question buried in the cold sands
and a thousand Answers we left below.
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