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Brokenness

Darkness came, and happiness died
Even hope seems not enough
To keep me from hating life
I just wish I could run and hide

Never enough, I’m never enough
For anyone’s hopes and dreams
Why can’t I just this once
Be good in someone’s eyes

Even the sun seems dark
When compared to the light
The light that was in your eyes
Why must I always be alone

My heart breaks and my bones ache
For some shred of happiness
Yet it never comes
Tears come and go, but pain stays

Surrounded by darkness and empty feelings
Why does everything I love have to leave
Broken I sit here writing these words
Rhyme or prose means nothing to me anymore

Hope for a future seems so dim
For I am not worth waiting for
Why would perfection wait for brokenness
Why would she wait for me.

Dear Rose

Your love is like a rose,
So beautiful and strong.
But if I do not water it,
It cannot last as long.

Hear me! Oh, dear rose.
I know that you love me,
It's not that I do not love you,
I just feel so unworthy.

Unworthy of your precious love.
Unworthy of your grace.
Unworthy of your very presence.
And of your smiling face.

But you have found me worthy,
Though I cannot see why?
You love every part of me,
Even parts I wish would die.

Beside you I will stand.
And for you I will fight!
I pray that every single day,
You'll be in my sight.

An Untitled Psalm

I have always admired King David, especially his Psalms. I think for me, I love music so much, I can relate to feeling like the best way to express yourself to God is through songs. I also love how honest, and broken he is with his lyrics, so I wrote this and it had a psalm vibe to it, so I call it

"The Untitled Psalm"

In my darkest hour,
In my time of need.
I call upon the Lord,
And fall down at His feet.

You guide me with your rod.
You bruise me with your staff.
So break me everyday,
With your love and not your wrath.

Please pull me from this pit,
For I can't get away.
And place me in your arms,
There forever I may stay.

Personification

Ok, so I have this friend, who is an amazing writer. And she does this thing, where she personifies something abstract. Like love, or purity, or wisdom. It's really cool! Well, this is my attempt at the same thing. I call it "Fear"

Fear

Fear is an old, distant friend. He use to visit me often, but he hasn't been around in years. He use to bother me so much. He would make it hard to be asleep, and he always bothered you when you were alone. His two best friend Pain and Suffering were always close by. Although I haven't seen Fear in quite some time, his friends like to stick around. They are like a constant shadow in my life. They give a false sense of comfort in their presence. Like a strange but sweet comfort? Sometimes you feel they'll never leave, then Grace and Peace come for a visit, and Pain and Suffering leave in a hurry.

These Walls (with addition)

These walls that took so long to build
Quickly come crashing down.
Once up so tall and strong,
They now lie broken on the ground.

How can I forget what once was?
When I’m reminded of what it’s become.

I felt your pain and misery.
You know all my insecurities.
You had the opportunity.
Were you just using me?

Now I know what it means to be free.
These walls were never meant to be.


These walls have all been rebuilt.
Now they are stronger than Ever!
Where I was once so weak,
Now I am ready for these endeavors

How can I forget what I once was?
When I look back at what I've become.

You felt the pain and misery.
I know all of your insecurities.
We had the opportunity.
Can't we be in Harmony.

Now you know what it means to be free.
These walls were never meant to be.

Writing

Well, I haven't written in a long time. Not only on here, but writing in general. BUT, I have been inspired by a great friend to start writing again. The first thing I am going to post is the second half of the song "These Walls" so keep an eye out for that.