"I Want To Save You"- Something Corporate

I've Touched Hell

Hold on, but nothing is there.
Open spaces, yet bump into chairs.
Dark at night.
As copper in the day.
See not light, but heat in my way.
Want to go to work.
Work is to crucify you.
Eat at home.  Porridge, that's all that's left.
You choose.
The worse I feel the better I feel I'm becoming.
I wish that I were more,
But something is holding me to misery.
One more day upon another ,dead or alive.
 I have touched Hell.

Ego

Taste the fruit.
Ripe and ready to be shipped.
Don't know of which  kind it is
,So how can I tell you
Where to find it?
Just know that when
You are ever so close
The earth will shake,
Or will it be you?
Don't worry about it.
It will fall from the tree
Into your hand.
You made the journey.
You deserve the fruit.
Will you share in it's profits
or move past it in the way?

Not For Me

I put these messages up.
They are not for you.
Not for me.
But for God.
He knows already,
but I want to prove to him,
that I appreciate and have,
Learned by his creations.
Simple precepts, complicated,
To the new.
I wish that I could strain out
the pulp of my soul and
leave behind a pure wine ,
Of the sweetest kind.
One where everyone drinks ,
Everyone is satisfied.
Christ turn this dirty water,
into Wine to the enjoyment
Of your Wedding Party.

I miss You

People miss you.
They miss your smile,
Sweet innocence.
Stay a while.
Let me keep you.
Let me hear your voice
once more.
You were around more.
You stayed for dinner and
after for dessert.
You kissed the boys,
they were your type.
You led the music ,
and did it with a smile.
Said comments in class
and came to my party.
No talk of fallen things.
Would they love or.......
only miss you more if they
knew you now?
How are you to know if .....
you are never around.

My Goal. Back to the Future. :)

Honesty

First,
Second,
Never -mind.
You  knew what the
Cause of our pain was.
Stress,
If we were still as before.
Whether my actions were immature
I do not know ,
But hate and envy
Would have grown.
 I don't  know how I've gotten to feel this way?
Please forgive
These things that I say.
I mean them well,
In honesty,
And cheer.
Please look at me
And know that I am real.