I stare at the ceiling. Holding back the tears caused by this life. The tears I’ve been storing in my heart day after day. All it takes is one tear. For my heart to explode. For my eyes to drown. I can’t see the ceiling But I continue to stare. As I drift to sleep.
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Keep Out
My walls were made to keep others out. To keep everyone out. It’s big enough for me and only me. The sun never reaches me. I haven’t seen the stars in many moons. Good luck getting passed my Walls. I built them with pain, hate, unforgiveness. Good luck.
In The Sand
I write your name in the sand, Hoping the waves won’t wash it away. But they always do. The waves taunt me. Or maybe they know that everything On sand gets washed away. So from now on I will write your name on my heart.
You Saved Me
You took me in. You protected me. You loved me when I couldn’t love me. You are my real love. You are my savior, my king of kings, and my lord of lords. You died for me. You saved me from me. You made me New.
HE
You will be the “He” in my poems Until I know your name, heart, and face.
I Have
F-inally. R-estored. E-mbracing love. E-ven in the darkest of days. D-ie to self every day. O-nly God can give true freedom. M-y journey has just begun.
The Sun Follows
Sunsets on shoulders. Every time I look at him. The sun is closer.
Not My Walls
Day after day. I wake up in walls that aren’t mine. I look out into a view that isn’t mine. I walk around as if I belong but I don’t feel it. Life has changed, I hope it’s a good thing. The days, hours, minutes and seconds go by. And it doesn’t get better. I …
Beautiful Disaster
The Queen walks. Everyone watches. The Queen speaks. Everyone listens. The Queen fights for her people. She never leaves home without her crown. She worships the one true God. Everyone worships as well. Powerful, Beautiful, Influential The Queen cries and breaks. She is a disaster, but she Is a Beautiful Disaster.
Will Never Be
She thought his hugs meant something. But he hugs everyone. She thought his eyes watching her meant something. He was just spaced out. She thought their hands touching meant something. They were just praying. She thought she meant something to him. But to him, she was just another girl. Just another face in the sea …
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