Wednesday, September 29, 2010

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

Sunday, September 26, 2010

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.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

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.

Friday, September 24, 2010

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

Monday, September 13, 2010

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