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A trip down to childhood's memory lane
When it costs next to nothing to stay sane
Where the simplest things brought great pleasure
And of toys and ..
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I hope I end up dying soon
Alone, quietly in my room
With rich dreams currently broke
The world, You and I take me for a joke
Of pain and suff..
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For my life God wants the glory
And the Devil wants to end my story
I'm caught up in the middle of the struggle
Too exhausted to fight or choose si..
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A private place to pour out my soul seems a luxury
As I am tormented by painful voices, events and memories
I hold back, hoping I choke on my tears
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Daily I move around bound by invisible chains
A smiling face masking hurt,it drains
I wonder what you can tell staring at my face
Does it show that..
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Craving a safe space to pour out my heart
Even if its contents are just blank stares and sighs
No explanations like where the ocean ends or starts
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My heart departs from the living God
My heart departs from a God who does nothing when His so called children suffer
A God with so many great promis..
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Staying Still ,drawn around in circles
Like waiting for Godot,the wait for a miracle
Silence is paid,the huge price
For the wonder of watching one ..
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I see you
Withered and crumpled in a pile of trash
All the courage to hope and dream dashed
High, then dropping at the bottom of bottles wasted
Cu..
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Mi Madre,today again I cried,I missed you
I felt so small,scared,alone,not knowing what to do
I longed to hear your voice telling me a story
All I ..
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