Empty House

Sold sign up
Soon it will be gone
The yard of another
Becoming brown again
What’s inside
Slowly fading
Boxes filling
People leaving
Less than a month
Then it’s gone
More room
But not to breath
More space
But not to dance
No longer home
Empty house
Yet again I move on
Looking back
Now you’re gone
What was Isn’t anymore
Empty house
Clean and locked door

Beautiful

My mother says I'm beautiful,
but I find that hard to believe.
I look in the mirror,
I stare myself down
and I don't like what I see,
cause what I see isn't who I want to be.
Beautiful isn't here.
Beautiful isn't there.
Where is it, don't ask,
I couldn't tell you anyway.
Searching for the truth,
a meaning in this life,
cause every time I fall
It's getting harder to stand up.
Who am I?
Where are You?
I know I have a purpose
but what am I supposed to do?
I want to be real,
to go where You want me,
but beautiful is far too far for me.
Beautiful isn't here
Beautiful isn't there
Where is it, don't ask
I couldn't tell you anyway.
Where do I go from here?
I can't stand in one place too long,
I'm restless in the wrong.
This isn't where I'm supposed to be,
please tell me
though I might not agree,
I promise I'll go,
wherever You lead me
I just need to know,
cause right now I'm broken,
don't know where else to go.
Beautiful isn't here
Beautiful isn't there
Where is it?
Because Lord I really want to know.

The Deep

I remember when
contemplations were made
thoughts were mulled over
but now we don’t go past the surface
We don’t ask the questions
the ones that make us wonder
We don’t ask more than “how are you”
we don’t have real intentions
just going through motions
Where did the deep go?
We are surface friends,
say hi and bye
don’t care if the other dies.
We will wonder where they are
but not care to look and find out.
You may say you care,
but I doubt
and I miss the deep.

Storm

Passion
Love like a fierce wind
Wind of terror
A storm in your heart
Hail
Breaking my soul
Broken and bleeding
Rain
Washing the stain
Healing the pain
Lightning
Bringing me to life again
Thrilling my core
Thunder
My scream
To know that I’m alive

Anger Tears and Conflict

Just anger passing through my fingers as I type
Let the tears wash away what you saw
Forget the lonely pattern of the words
It's all for nothing
You think you’re dying for something
Let me know what that is
Cause I don’t see reward
Conflict after conflict
and they say he is Lord?
I can’t see what the future holds T
here’s a thick fog
It’s full of broken promises
and feasts thrown to the dogs

Ever?

Do you ever cry yourself to sleep at night?
Do you ever ask why you're alone?
Do you ever lose track of light?
Do you ever just listen to your dial tone?
Do you ever feel unloved?
Do you ever want a hug?
Are you ever shoved?
Beaten, bruised, squashed like a bug?
You're not Alone
There's always more tears that are not your own
Even when you're lost in darkness
there's always a way out
Do you need something constant?
Something you can rely on?
I know just what you need Jesus' love will never be gone
Give up and let him lead
A shoulder to cry on
A hand to hold
Do you ever look to God?
When you're down and not feeling so hot
You're not alone

If you only knew

If you only knew the hurt
If you only knew the pain
It's like you don't care
You're making me go insane
How can we be friends like this?
How can we go on?
I'm not even missed
I don't know how to talk to you
I don't know how to say
You're not even close to true
and I wonder every day
Do you really care?
Do you really love?
It is very rare
to hear from you
I have to force it from you
The small talk and the deep
What would you do If I stopped trying?
Would we disappear?
Disappear in to thin air
Gone forever
Only memories beware
If you only knew

Nothing

I feel so empty
My heart is so restless
Nothing fulfills me
I receive few hugs
I don’t see the ones I love
Life seems to be on drugs
just floating through air
No one sees
No one cares
I need something more
I’m so out of my element
My life’s become a bore
I’m all alone
no one to share
Although I’ve grown
I feel bare
I’m shrinking back to smaller size
Back to where I was before
I need someone to realize
To see what’s in my core

He Prayed for them

They spat and they cursed
they beat him till He bled.
His skin, it was pursed,
he should have been dead,
but He was still alive
all beaten and bruised
sweating blood
and paying everyone's dues.
Although no one cared,
even though no one loved,
He prayed for them
He showed the Father's love.
Although the pain was unimaginable
and even though He could barely breathe,
with pierced hands
and pierced feet,
with a side bursting fluids,
even when He didn't stop hurting
even with this huge burden upon Him
he took the blows of everyone's wrongs,
and even though we did this to Him
He prayed for us.

Flashback

Sometimes I have flashbacks of the days I regret
sometimes my dreams are nightmares,
my mind does nothing but fret.
These thoughts they give me scares,
they frighten me to death.
These dreams they are so vivid.
My past is giving me a heart attack.
But what frightens me?
The past is done and gone
I've moved on,
but in the back of my mind
I wonder all the time,
what if it happens again?
What if I screw up once more?
The flashbacks come,
the nightmares rise,
oh how I hate remembering
my almost demise.