Maranatha : Writing

I can't do it

I can't do it

A Poem by Maranatha


When will I finally be free of this? This is now a priority Emptiness and brokenness and all this evil mess ..
Sinking ship

Sinking ship

A Poem by Maranatha


I’m shaking, It isn’t cold and nature isn’t moving the ground I’m placed on. I&rs..
There is no one home

There is no one home

A Poem by Maranatha


This one just came out.
Crippled faith

Crippled faith

A Poem by Maranatha


Thoughts I portrayed through writing. My thoughts on American government, war and how many American Christians carry out their faith.
6:20AM

6:20AM

A Poem by Maranatha


A piece of my life.
The Mine (spoken word)

The Mine (spoken word)

A Poem by Maranatha


Poem/spoken word about my own life.
Dying flame

Dying flame

A Poem by Maranatha


Dying flame Every day is a struggle to follow you as my flesh takes over, I have fallen so deep into the darkness, but all the while remained so..