Monday, November 11, 2013

Louder And Louder

Less trouble for the same pain as I am.
The leader of your army grows weak in a time of peace.
Where has your battle gone?
And "love" lives in a home for a cage.
Destination.
Desolation.
We have sold ourselves into slavery, while our judges watch in weariness.
These are the eyes of death.
But there is even light in death.
And the price of freedom is worth the fight.
...
We must understand, grow and expand, that this world, was made for us.
We are everything we need to survive. We are the example's of life.
We are saved with the freedom of choice.
...
Our heroes have come and wandered off they go.
Convey hearts; sell the souls to the sea.
Rise up and live.
Rise up and live.
Rise up and live.

Friday, November 8, 2013

The Tides And The Trauma

"Your spirit does not wither its mistakes,
it longs for you to recognize them."
...
We have been denying every sense of our strengths.
Time to hold our weaknesses down, because what lives eventually dies.
Begging for your heart to beat inside of me.
Water this earth back to life.
Bring the seeds up to the trees.
No more confessions, no more misunderstandings, our choices have been made.
Now it's with our lives we have to pay.
So swallow my grave, because I won't be led out of here alive.
Homemade kept secrets, from the whispers to the silence.
A look of fear in my eyes just before death.
Shake your rage into my veins.
Let me feel your pain.
And we exchange; all of life's mystery's in our tears.
I am the future and I am your faith.
(you are not a burden, but a way of life)
And now I am gone.

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Waves

After the white light, it made me realized we are valued the same way.
Nothing in this life is pure and certainly nothing will set us free.
This revolution is finding me, finding the balance in me.
I ask you; do not fear; do not wander where there are no roads.
I tell you; this path is wide, wide enough for us both.
They say, that there is "no hope, no faith".
And they do not lie. There is no hope or faith for those who do not want it.
There is a division, far off the earths plain.
And single handily we are led from the womb, straight to the grave.
This may be the last song you will ever hear. And I; who will ever play it.
So whatever happens, your life has destined to be, I am afraid to say, that if we don't awake on the same side; of heaven. I will cry and be saddened because there was a chance that we both have missed. We both have missed where we should have been.
Now, I am not saying that I am saved, because only those who are truly saved have seen the end of this world. But, if there is a chance of change, the change is now. We must not waste anymore time searching because all of the answers have already been given to us. We must dig deep down in our souls because that is all we have.
They can take our lives, but they cannot take our freedom.
You search for "kings", but there are no kings here. The True King lives in heaven, the freedom to get there is your choice. I pray you make it there, I will not pray for myself because that would be selfish.
Let me endure and press on.
Let me love and love on.
Let me pray, and pray for me; "that love will save us all."
Gracefully.

Monday, November 4, 2013

I've Sent A Failure, The Failure Is Me

Trained our eyes to the stage, as we watch you shake uncontrollably.
Feast your eyes, ready your aim, the mouth is shut.
We cannot go on like this anymore and wait for the ready hand to strike fourth.
So break the news to me, have we made it out alive?
Long be the road, to the drifters who worship idol hands.
Do we stand for a purpose or are we lost at sea instead?
I'd rather be lost at sea than to listen to those sirens sung for me.
A true sinner, sins silently.
Come home and fly that smile.
We can get lost, we can get lost at least for awhile.
...
Don't stop running,
with open arms,
with salvation,
with the numbness of the wind
and the freedom to enjoy it,
and the love of grace in our hearts.
We drift on.

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Grieving

These arms of decaying bodies reach towards the skyline.
With all wings reaching back.
How has this affected you?
When standing on your own two feet became a war.
No salvation to hold, a constant urge of starvation.
You pushed me down, now I pull you under.
Feel my war and I will find you peace.
I offer loyalty over betrayal.
I offer redemption over revenge.
Even when the parasite of emptiness digs deeper into your heart and leaves a hole.
Is there enough grace behind your eyes to fill it instead?
...
Behold! The freedom of life has brought us happiness!
Even though the world may speak, the dead have nothing left to say.
I see you seek answers, first; you must answer only to yourself.
Let your soul find its place and make your peace with it.
Let love.
And love.
All love.

Friday, October 4, 2013

Eradicated

I have painted over my sins. But they cannot hide what has already been transformed. Now it's a part of me. A vision, a feeling of desperation from the path haunting me but still, it stutters and screams
 "SILENCE THE WIND".
You cannot take control of me. You cannot break me.
What was a burden is now a grave site of mine.
Peace be with you, I am no longer a part of you.
Believe truly, live graciously.
Be still, love alright.
I walked away from everything that could have saved me
...and I have saved myself.
Faithfully.

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Loversatile

Some sides of you are losing faith.
...
It's ok darling just stay close to me.
I am the winds of change, the thunderstorms and the rain.
Evil will come, as the age of man passes by, just let them pass by.
See the grass, how it moves silently in the wind?
I have brought to you so many other gifts that are silent.
The air, the love, the things we feel.
Shhhh...
Let the birds of worry fly over us.
Let the others walk on paved roads.
As they pass, let us continue on.
As they race, we have found the finish line.
Let's take our time and fall in love all over again.
Please, stay with me.
Just stay.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Poetherapy

"These are my answers for all of the lost questions."
...
Open your arms child and reclaim your life.
Glory wasn't made to be kept, but to give.
Face the facts, we have been driven by the darkest hand.
We can flee from this earth with the price of a dream.
So where to? How come and how far?
Calm down my love and stay the course.
...
Stay true, "Sit down and just let it bleed."

Proverbs 22:11

One who loves a pure heart and who speaks with grace will have the king for a friend.