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Im stuck in a jail cell without any bars. My nights pitch black; cant see any stars. Im stuck in traffic; but there aint no cars. Drunk in my head; never been to bars.
For a friend who is setting out on mission work A mission of faith of fellowship and yearning That one day my friend you will find your true calling Be brave, be adventurous try everything new and...
As I step back on the beaten track I start another day, The fog steeps in, the darkness calls, again I lose my way.
As I step back on the beaten track I start another day, The fog steeps in, the darkness calls, again I lose my way.
I like to be on top, that's where I love to be. Not first in competition or sexually. Fell running to the top, of my favourite hill. Its like time surrounding me is standing still.
(INTRO: these were my thoughts and prayers when I was 15) My history is my past, which will always last. I was born on a sunny day, Even though it wasn't May.
#household Look at the walls, So many walls, Closing on what you know... On one wall is a picture of your family, The ones still in the land of the living.
As I was about to tragically die, My life flashed before my eyes. Loved ones past and present cried, As into the dirt I watched my body lie.
Is it distress then that had brought me to your door. For it wasn't love, that feeling had abandoned me years ago.
The water lapped so violently, Crashing against my head, I realised this was the time: Minutes on I would be dead.
I woke up so early and for that, I get to face the Sunday sunshine. Feels great, healthy even. I think this is the very first time I've woken up that's not against my will.
And now as the sun it sets, With the darkness rolling in, The angel prays her request, Her hearts desire to the end. Faith and perseverance, That's what's kept her strong.
I follow the path of the wolf, to be his strong left hand. Finding myself from pillar to post, my time often lost to demand. Still I follow in its footsteps, and they lead me were I tread.
I walk in the valley of dreams between twilights milky stars. I shall cleave body from soul. I wake, Distant from myself. Shadow dust, melting scars.
It’s time for me said the owl, Time to take to the sky, I live my life for others, And my life slowly passes by.
Angel from up there have you fallen. Is it your destiny calling. You look lost, not your place to belong. It's not your place of birth it must feel wrong. From where have you fallen, its from the sky.
I went for a walk yesterday and met bathing ladies in the foutain. They told me not to forget to keep forging my feminine energy in this masculine world.
#youngwritershousehold (Please enjoy this. I worked hard on it. Thanks) Candles are lit, they're all aglow See them flicker in the snow.
Candle, candle burn so bright, Show me hope, All through in the night. Candle candle worldwide trust. Conquer all faults- Greed, vanity lust. Candle, candle, where are you now.
I'm all alone. I sit in my room... It's pitch black except when a clap of thunder and a flash of lightning light up the whole room for a split second.
Insert from "Kisses From Katie" (amazing book btw) The daughter asks: If Jesus comes to live inside my heart, will I explode.
#100days I was just making a quick stop at the shop to pay for the petrol I had pumped into my beat down work van.
Lost all alone in a land of haters. The pain and the hate permeate my skin. All things past degrade me still. What I would give to to wash away this filth. This devil in front of me pulled my hand.
By my side, holding my hand. Guiding my steps into foreign land. Into the darkness the cold and draft. Into the land of sinners and haters. He releases my hand I'm all alone.