Thursday, September 22, 2011

Broken Net

Hollow room
Broken net
Couldn't catch you.
You fell several stories.
I couldn't save you.
Now I can't let go of your memory.
I see your face and melt,
But somehow only negative words come out.
Do not let me go.
How I want to stay,
Not fair for both of us.
So, today I write another affirmation
About letting the future be my focus,
And letting the past go.
Hollow room
Broken net
Couldn't catch you.
You swam away.

Friday, September 16, 2011

Floored

Hissing at the door.
Sick.
A reflection of the floor.
Wish that I was as beautiful.
As everyone of my pills,
That I took today.
Brighten my face.
I don't want to look old!
You see the lines appearing,
And colors of life are replaced
With black lines.
Life's revenge on me.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

They Call It A Dunce Cap

Layered make-up.
Hair fixed just right.
In hand me down clothes.
Paper and glue is all I need to fix this silly hat.
Made it myself.
Never knew it would be a hit.
I got two in every color.
To live is to laugh in the open,
But to cry at home-
Never underestimate those.
Anger, rage, and blooming strength
 Is their own.
To laugh is a kindness,
 At least to me.
I wish that I could wear everyone of my colors,
But I have fixed my hair just right
And they do not match my rags.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Thinking of You

This starry eyed boy,
Take me Away.
Almost thoughtless night,
Except thinking of you.
Relate every love song to you.
How do you do it?
Captor my heart.
Make the others jealous.
You and Me,
Very little seems imperfect.
Did you hear my praising you,
Because I heard you praising me.
You keep me going and visit my dreams.
You treat me so well I resent the others.
Tell you the truth,
Inspire my honesty.
I hope you know that you know that my loyalty and dedication
Is already with you.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

True Discipleship Encourages The.........

 What memories have molded me into?
In someways life's been easy.
Nice, Sweet, Soft ,Cute.
In others, a pain only Christ knows.
Always walked the hard road,
Until Christ showed me that he would walk with me.
Not all painless.
I still have to walk when my feet are sore.
When I'm braking into new shoes,
But Christ has taken my yoke and made it his.
He cares.
He loves.
He listens.
He knows my road perfectly.
It is as if I am blind and he has sent his spirit as my eyes.

Friday, August 19, 2011

My Best Advice

Have you ever felt trapped in your own body, like you wanted to tare through your chest and go somewhere that understood you ,but where would this away be?  Soon you would return and your body no more. You'd cry.  Moving on is the hardest part.  Love your body.  Next time you return your body may  be no more.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Shayla On A Date

Wanta make you look good.
Wanta make you feel good.
Why the mask of clumsy  laughter?
I promise that it's not me.
I don't know?
What?
Yeah.
Mistaken for a fool,
But let me explain it to you.
It really isn't that strange,
But I've lived with it,
So how would I know?