Hey. Started a new thread for my poetry. I'm posting my previous stuff too, for archiving...
Fly
I say hello to the ceiling again
It's been so long...
When did I last call you my Friend?
Let alone my Father?
Can you really hear me
When I yell?
When my cries echo back at me?
Will you listen when I'm angry?
Are you there, somewhere above
These rafters that keep me
From flying to you
From flying into your arms
I feel so alone...
Could you reach down
And at least let me know you care?
I speak softly to the sky so blue
When was it that
I last looked in awe at your creation
Instead of asking
Why is there pain
In this life?
When will I feel at peace again?
When will these shackles break?
Are you there, somewhere above
These rafters that keep me
From flying to you
From flying into your arms
Could you reach down
And at least let me know you care?
The roof is deaf
The sky is bleak
But I know the One above this earth
And He cares
And He cries
With me
Are you there, somewhere above
These rafters that keep me
From flying to you
From flying into your arms
Could you reach down
And at least let me know you care?
But you're still faithful
As you see where the road takes me,
And you smile
Knowing it's worth it
Even if I don't...
Inside These Eyes
Can you see the pain
Past my sympathetic eyes?
If you could look closer
You might see what's inside
But I can't let you in there
No one can go there
I can't let you see there
Chaos
Disorder
Never will you see
This side of me
Can you feel confusion
In my writings on a page?
Although outside, I'm still young
Inside, I've seemed to age
But I can't let you in there
No one can go there
I can't let you see there
This is the door I slam in your face
This is the door that hides my disgrace
This is why my eyes are laced
In pain
Hide(obviously written when I was extremely depressed)
Trying vainly to put my thoughts
Into words to tell you
How much pain I feel inside
And how shortly it grew
Into a cancer racking my soul
In horrible convulsions
Caused by the hatred of my skin
Recoiling in utter revoltion
I don't remember this being me
When did I last feel You?
When did I start this falseness,
And then ceased to be true?
My knees buckle under the weight
I can't take living this lie
I stare at the knife I hold in my hand
And wonder if release is to die
I can't tell them, because they
Will only downplay my pain
No one takes me seriously anymore
Blood stains where I have lain
I run because I can't look back
Covering my head in shame
So many things now haunt me
They wonder why my soul is maimed
They don't see me
They see the shell
How do I escape
This hell before hell?
Despite Beginnings
It's not your fault
That since last night
Because of a sin
You carry a life
But just because he has sinned
You have no right to kill within
She breathes and lives
A beautiful start
Within eight weeks
You'll hear her heart
No matter how shameful she did begin
You have no right to kill within
A seperate life
Depends on you
Someone will love her
Just follow through
And as unjust as it may have been
You have no right to kill within
Your indecision
Inside will grow
When you have seen
Tiny fingers and toes
Above all of the pro-choice din
You have no right to kill within
Even though her life began with sin
You have no right to kill within
These next ones I wrote about a girl that came to our school from NYC(TO MAINE!?!?!), escaping her past. She had it pretty rough, so I wrote these two for her.
Transparent
I see your shell
I feel your pain
You're all alone
Are you to blame?
You did nothing to deserve
The burden you carry
Although you seem to think that
That smile you wear
Is just a front
I see through you
It's not your fault
I want you to know
What doesn't kill you
Helps you to grow
It's only a time
And when it's through
His heart's desire
He'll show to you
Let go of your load
He'll carry you
Fight of Your Life
Everyday a battle
Locked inside your mind
You take no help from no one
You're a fighter 'til you die
A victim of your beginnings
Hit the ground and run
Living life on the edge
Down the barrel of a gun
You made the wall around you
For that, I can't you blame
I know why you cry at night
As the pain inside you flames
Another power in your head
For the good and for the right
And for the first time ever
You now know why you fight
You fight against yourself
Against the anger and the strife
You send your pain below
And keep on fighting for your life
How long will this batttle last?
Don't ask me, I can't tell
But I always stand next to you
As you fight against your hell
Prolix
Are you saved from hell?
Washed in the Blood?
Pre-trib, post-trib, mid-trib?
Was Job before the Flood?
Baptist, Methodist?
Seventh Day or Catholism?
Penecostal, Lutherian
Can't use any euphanisms?
We chase around theologies
Never to agreement
Congregational psychology
Don't use the New Testment!
Hardcore is of the devil
Singing only hymns
Arguing fellow clergymen
On the existence of cherabim
When we focus purely
On the trifles of Christianity
What you believe must be wrong
According to the Millenial theory
We forget the unsaved people
As we squabble and debate
We've ignored our entire mission
Hopefully, it's not too late...
One day's a thousand years
A thousands years, a day
We forget matters black and white
And focus on the gray
And all the lands were one?
That's no the point, you see
Stop discussing The Screwtape Letters
Stop your animosity!
If you think the way to Christ
Is proving your doctrine
We're all the same, saved by grace
Delivered from our sin
So, when you're done debating
Armies, camels, Babylonia
Will you surmise a cure
For denominationalphobia?