My poetry is my love. It's my escape from the harsh reality of life and sets me free to a world that I call my own. I take much pride in what I write, even tho at times it's not very good. But I never ask for comments, because I feel if anything of mine that you read touches you than your true feelings will show through. Not necessarily through replying to my work, but in your heart. That's why I put it out there for everyone to see. Because what I write to get through life, maybe what someone needs to hear to get them through. But I do enjoy reading comments when I do get them. |
I was too blind to see
All the love you had...
Jesus please heal what has been broken for so long
I'm tired of living an existance I know is wrong...
Gentle Jesus, reach out your hand
Come to this man, where I stand...
Sin wants to take me down
Everytime I turn around...
Here I am again, that same old broken man
Fearing for the end since this time began...
Of course you wouldn't know me
I'm the voice that is always here...
They say thought is a train; |
Pain is just as much apart of life as joy and happiness. It's purpose is to make us stronger and smarter. After all, even the most beautiful rose still has thorns. |
"People come and go out of our lives, but TRUE friends leave footprints." |