Sunshine, where is the sunshine? Why is this cloak of darkness all around me? This orb of light represents a channel of peace But where is mine? People go to and fro Their little banks of loans in their hearts Or trying to win the lotto of the soul But we have more control than we …
Am I loved? My heart was smudged Is love just an action Out of a response of connection? Or an attitude of the heart to see the best in someone? I know love is a give and take But sometimes me you forsake In the name of reputation That is honor and pride Not …
We are all going through an evolution to better ourselves. While I believe satan’s evil’s plan was to break us and shaped into beings who don’t trust God. A chipping way process to make us less and dependent on God because all of the pain and injustice we observe and experience in the world. We …
Shards of pain Going insane I thought love was real I can’t wait until… I think differently Perfection is God While I am broken God is a good soul I wish I had control… I hope to live again My identity is stolen In a runaway car Your soul is a loud siren …
There is a rift between God and I Creator, please hear my cry I am barely hanging on Nothing feels normal anymore The devil put me in a land of bones When I fall they hurt like stones I am barely hanging on I don’t want to quench the Holy Spirit I know deep down …
There is an iceberg in your heart And it’s melting slowly and quietly But let it dissolve Inside are the keys to your heart You have a lead leg And when you use your hands for talking They glue together But let it be heavy Inside the lead is a motor You act like you …
Hope is imbedded It’s impregnated In possibility But also by dissolving Our pretensive limited beliefs Despair brings us to our knees Rushing with desperation To make our short window bus rides And this bus ride isn’t to find our friends again But the road of forgiveness to our hearts You shouldn’t take free handouts You …
Verbal abuse is a silent plague and the statistics of how often verbal abuse happens is underwhelming. According to Bonnie Lynn Wright, Ph.d, she explains why, “Because people who are mentally abused tend to blame themselves for being abused, they do not report the abuser. We build our perception of ourselves through the response and …
I see your face looks aged Time is your wrinkles Splotches are your scars I should have reached for your hands But I reached for the stars I looked outward Instead of at you I got scared I wanted something else Than all times you have cared I come from a past But don’t we …
My love for myself is conditional I see a juggler with 8 balls bouncing them away with such ease And here I am crying myself to sleep You call me a manipulator With something up my sleeve When all I want is love From every hater My love for myself is conditional Now I see …
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