Tuesday, September 27, 2005

I'm kinda liking the whole free verse thing that's been going on. That way I don't have to think so much for other words instead of the one I want.
So yeah, poems later, that's all for now.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

A Woman - A Present for My Mom

I know someone,
Who everyone will wish they knew.
She is statuesque and strong,
Sensitive and caring,
Bold and beautiful.

Just looking at her, you wouldn't see what I do.
You see a blind woman, too stubborn for her own good.
You see a single mother with two children.
You see someone you wouldn't look at twice.
You see someone who you shouldn't care about.
But you are wrong.

I look at this woman and this is what I see:
I see a blind woman who is determined to keep going.
I see a single mother who has raised two children into young adults.
I see a woman who I wish I could see everyday forever.
I see a woman I love more than anything in the world.

There is a woman who will fight tooth and nail for those she loves.
There is a woman who knows what true love is and what it can do to a person.
There is a woman who has seen more than her share of pain,
There is a woman who will not give up.

So before you start making judgements,
Before you just turn away,
Listen to the story she tells,
See the fire in her eyes,
Look upon the woman who is more beautiful than anyone can see.
The woman who God created for a specific purpose,
Maybe not to change the world,
But to influence those who will.
Who is this woman I speak of?
I will tell you, I call her Mom.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Gone for Good

It's only when you've lost something that you realize how much you truly valued that thing...
Or in this case a person, someone that should never have been thrown away,
Discarded.
Ignored.
Left.
I said I loved you, but didn't know if I meant it.
Now, I know, all too well, how much I really cared.
I sit here, with this empty feeling inside of me.
I think of you, and a pit forms in the depths of my stomach.
Hurting.
Heart Ache.
Sadness.
The tears begin to fall freely after a while,
Splattering down on the red shirt I wear, onto my jeans, my hands.
But I quickly wipe my face and put on a smile.
Sing the song on the radio, just so no one knows the pain.
Classes, work... work, classes, it all just starts to blend together.
My world continues to spin.
Out of control.
Out of time.
Without me.
But I was the one who screwed up.
I was the one who pushed you away.
I was the one who didn't know what I had...
Until it was gone,
Until I couldn't get it back.
Until I couldn't get you back.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

A Prayer

God,
My heart aches.
It aches for strength,
Home,
Fellowship,
Love,
You.

I feel I am lost in a whirlwind,
Unable to find my way out,
Unable to breath.

I've wandered away,
Like a sheep at an open gate,
I can't find my way back,
And the time is getting late.

I'm folded on the floor.
I've fallen on my face.
I can't control these tears.
I can't control these words.
I can't stand up,
I can only lay here and ask for you.

You've given me more than I can count in a day,
I've given you nothing back.
You've given me more than I could ever realize,
All I do is ask for more.

I'm giving up,
This is the end,
There is no more,
This is were I surrender.

Help me give my life to you.
Not just some,
Not just a little,
All.

This I ask in Your name,
Amen.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Asked

I asked God for strength,
I asked God for love,
I asked God for grace,
And I asked God for his dove.

God gave me strength,
And he gave me love,
God gave me his grace,
And gave me more than his dove.

He gave his angels,
In friends I can trust,
He gave me a family,
Who I will love to the dust.

But that's not all,
That's not the end,
He gave his son,
We sheep to tend.

His son he gave to take away our sins,
His son he gave, knowing the awful cost,
His son he gave, for all the world,
His son he gave on the blessed cross.

We ask for so much,
But we never really see,
All the things that were given,
Just so we could be.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Choices

Curled on the couch into a ball,
She hears the voices in the halls,
Hears the laughing, screaming, talking,
Hears the skipping, running, walking.
The movies go, one after another,
The theme the same, love for the other.
As the tears pour down her face,
She prays the Lord, for his grace,
His strength she needs to make it through.

The choices in her life were tough to make,
The choices in her life were for her own sake.
She was tired, she was sick,
Giving herself away to any old Sam or Dick.
She wanted the next one to be the last,
She wanted to forget her awful past.
She wanted to live on God's great glory,
She wanted to say to God she was sorry,
She wanted to love and get the same in return.

So she changed her ways,
And made the most of her days.
She pledged herself to the one and only Son,
And lived each day for only one.
Today she's happy, today she's proud,
Today she's walking, today she's found
The boy who waited, the boy who said,
With this ring I thee wed.
Simply by saying that she'd only wait,
And choosing never again to date,
Until the day a boy came along,
Who wasn't a boy, but a man.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

The Knight

He kneels, head down, face hidden.
Chestnut hair falling, reaching for the ground.
His shoulders heaving, his breathing short,
Unable to let go the scream in his heart.
His tear filled eyes lift towards the sky,
Darker than saphires, he begins to cry.
He once stood straight, he once stood tall,
The only man left unable to fall.
His life was noble, tried and true,
Filled with laughter and eyes of blue.
Yet now here he is, yet now he's found,
Crumpled, crying, lying on the ground.
His soul aches and burns inside,
His legs yearn to run and hide.
His arms reach out the the ruins before,
His blood, from his own wounds pour.
With indignant mind, the tears, they stop.
With stubborn heart, he rises to start,
The love he held for the woman now gone,
The love he holds now pushes him on.
Drawing his sword, planting it in the ground,
Praying to the Lord without making a sound.
With one last sweeping bow,
It’s for her that he rides now.
He will not stop, he will not rest,
Until his skills are put to the test,
Revenge and justice are his only cares,
And the memory of his love and wares.

Tourniquet

Hey, this is an Evanescence song, Tourniquet, but it's got a powerful message:

I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more
(So much more)
I lay dying
And I'm pouring
Crimson regret and betrayal
I'm dying, praying
Bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
Do you remember me
Lost for so long
Will you be on the other side
Or will you forget me
I'm dying, praying
Bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost
My God, my tourinquet
Return to me salvation
My God, my tourinquet
Return to me salvation
Return to me salvation
I long to die
My God, my tourniquet
Return to my salvation
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My wound cry for the grave
My soul cried for deliverance
Will I be denied Christ
Tourniquet, my suicide
Return to me salvation
Return to me salvation

Monday, September 05, 2005

She Thought...

Sitting on the train tracks outside her home,
She laughed and cried, feeling all alone.
The boy she loved had sadly left,
Her heart he took, t'was his only theft.
Without a thought, without a care,
Suddenly he's gone, just on a dare,
She knows now not what to do
For he had always told her, "I love you."

She thought she was wanted,
She thought she was loved,
She thought she was someone,
She thought he was the one

Now the train is slowly coming,
She can hear the whistle, it's surely coming,
The ground is shaking, she knows it's coming,
She stands and faces what she knows is coming,
Soon it will be over, the closer its coming,
All she needs is a little more time,
All she needs is for this to end,
All she needs is already coming.

She thought she was wanted,
She thought she was loved,
She thought she was someone,
She thought he was the one

She closes her eyes and spreads her arms,
She gives herself up to Satan's charms.
But a hand is reaching out to grab her,
Someone's not going to let the devil have her.
His hands are pierced, his side is torn,
The clothes he wears, they seem so worn.
His face is gentle, and full of love,
She knows it's Him from up above.

She thought she was wanted,
She thought she was loved,
She thought she was someone,
She thought he was the one.

She falls into his arms, the tears pour down her face,
She doesn't deserve his perfect grace,
She doesn't deserve his love,
She doesn't deserve this stable brace.

She thought she was wanted,
She thought she was loved,
She thought she was someone,
She thought he was the one.

The next day she wakes to see the rising sun,
She wakes to know her life has just begun.
She was given a second chance,
She was given a chance to dance.
She lives now not for a boy,
She lives now not to be a toy,
She lives now to serve only one,
She lives now to serve the only Son.

She knows now that she's wanted,
She knows now that she's loved,
She knows now that she's someone
She knows now that He's the One.