The Candle

Fervently the candle glows
Atop the bale of hay.
Dripping down,
Without a sound
Humbly day by day.
What lies beneath
Is sure to catch
A spark, a glimpse of light.
the dry will burn,
but we will learn
What's lush will last the night.

Speechless.

After everything--
After all the uncertainty,
the insecurity,
the hurt and the pain,
After turning away
day after day
I just want to say:

Thank You.

Thank you for being there
When no one else was.
Thank you for finding me
When I was stuck in a rut.
Thank you for healing me
When no one could see the wounds.
Thank you for forgiving me
When I thought I was ruined.
Thank you for saving me
When I know I don't deserve it.
Thank you for your sacrifice
Its your son who thought me worth it.

Praise to the Father-
All-Mighty and Holy,
Praise to the Son-
To Him be the Glory,
Praise to the Spirit-
With which we Overcome,
Praise be to God-
The Trinity in One.

One More Breath

Darkness falls.
Salty tears of despair.
An unanswered question...

Why?

Why am I so cold?
Why am I alone?
Why isn't Mommy here
To dry these tears i cry?
Why isn't everything alright?

Why?

The naivete of them all.
These children, now orphans
All alone,
Drowning in their tears of bitter unknowing,

Reality haunts thir minds,
Concealing a dagger of truth
Oh, so stealthily.

Oh unmerciful Mother Nature!
Why?
Why couldn't you spare these naive eyes?
A child, knowing death
No longer thinks through a child's mind.

Children! Oh children!
Believe that the sun will rise over death!
Wait for the light.....

Take another breath.

Titled

I wish.
I want.
I can't have.
I don't know.

Enticed.
Entranced.
Eager.
Empty.

Tick Tock Time
Teaches us to Tie
Tattered ends Tightly.

Embrace me.
Entertain me.
Let me be
Your Epiphany.

I am
a memory
a fleeting thought
a regret
a chance
a fleeting thought
a plan
am I

An Incomplete Thought

There's a million dead end roads out there,
And a billion broken hearts.
But just by chance
A passing glance
Could find perfection that's off the charts.

Untitled

She's a little much,
And a little overloaded.
With everything she wants
And nothing she needs,
She loses it slowly.

She's unsatisfied.
But what can she do?
She pours it out, and takes it in,
But there are holes in her soul,
And values slip like sand.

Her heart is on her sleeve
On her hips and on her lips.
She'll get what she wants,
But it won't last.
No it won't last.

She takes what he gives,
And gives what he takes,
But he isn't the only one
Smiling her way.
He isn't the only one
She'll invite to play.

She's a mess in a dress
With something to prove
With an emptiness inside
With a heart to soothe.

She's a little much,
And a little more than broken.
She's trying but,
What she needs
Is a little less of what she wants.

Nonfiction

Floating
and and and
Not sure.

hm.


can't tell how dark it is.
but the dark has never felt more flawless....
But I can see the cracks.


huh, there must be some light then.
But there's no point.
...
well, i guess there is a point, and that's the problem.
A point, an end.
The end of the diving board.
Jump?
Sounds fun :]

But that's the end.
Road block. brick wall.
Ouch.

poisonous...
oh no :[
don't go don't go don't go
please :[

learn. I want to, you need to.
I shouldn't, you should.

Can't make you stay.
Wish I could.
Mistake--mistakes.
chain reactions.


catastrophe.


last to be lost,
first be to caught--stuck
but I know exactly where I am.



....what pages are we on?