Saturday, November 20, 2010

Monster

It’s a terrible raging beast and it tears the very inside of me.

It’s ugly and mean, willing to kill and destroy.

It has no heart for tenderness for it put scars and tears on mine.

I always have to fight to keep it inside and away from the ones I love.

Sometimes it consumes me and I become someone I’m not.

It’s greedy and selfish, it’s brutal and terrifying.

I can’t bear to look at it.

It’s the monster inside of me and it wants out.

If only I could be rid of it, then I would be happy!

If only its existence is vanquished, I could rest easy!

For it is ugly and scary, and merciless and- and scary.

It’s slowly destroying me.

I pray to you now Lord.

Strike down the beast.

Free me from these chains and tell me I’m ok.

Tell me I’m free and the monster is gone.

But- what?

You made me realize father-

The only monster still terrorizing me is…

Me.

Inspired by Monster by Skillet

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Rhythm :)

Rhythm

The drums reach the

equilibrium of the

beating of my heart.

The tubas and trombones

and baritones

and saxophones;

take the coursing of

blood through my veins.

The flutes and

clarinets and

French horns and

oboes breathe

as I breathe and

electrify my senses.

The baton brings

it all together,

working together

as we belong-

family.

But I feel I have

forgotten one thing-

oh the trumpet!

The instrument that

sings the song

of my heart.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

To Dance in the Rain by Abbi Wharton

To Dance in the Rain

Never wait for the storm to pass

Never bother with umbrellas or jackets or boots

Never both holding on to your tears

Never bother keeping your head down

Never bother being shy

Never bother correct steps or notes

Never bother being perfect

Never bother what appearance you set

Just dance, dance in the rain.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Puzzle Pieces

Puzzle Pieces

Have you ever noticed that some things just fit?

Like the spaces between your fingers for others to slide in…

The hollow of your palm to press against another…

The curve of your cheek for a hand to cup…

The dip of your shoulder for another head to rest…

Or the shapes of our torsos and the lengths of our arms for hugs…

Have you ever noticed how it all slides into place?

Have you ever noticed how perfectly they fit?

The silence to cry in…

The people to laugh with…

The love we share…

The hearts that ache for those away from us…

Have you ever noticed the things that break?

The hearts that are crushed into pieces…

The minds that need soothing…

The limbs that are numb…

The organs that need help…

Have you ever noticed that there is healing for them?

Glue…

Technology…

Love…

Family and friends…

Have you ever noticed how some things just fit?

Like my hand in yours…

Your hand on my cheek…

Your arms around me…

Your shoulder for my head…

Your glue to heal my heart and your help to soothe my mind…

Your love to leave me without a doubt-

That the world it a puzzle

And we all have a perfect place

With a perfect match

Just like you meant for us

Amen

I'm baaaack :) So good to be writing again and I have several I just need to type up...