A poem I wrote last week was about loss, now it's about Reaping and Gaining. |
I see the light, where darkness was once vast. Finally the sound of my scream is heard There is a movement within my soul at last Progress is at a standstill, yet moving forward? Do I tell myself false narratives, to cope with this depression that crept in. "I love you" Those 3 words I hear, but never feel God , why allow me to be broken, this doesn't feel real. She said "I love you" What is wrong with me I can't stop thinking of her I... I... can't be a dad, I don't deserve this joy, I was actually rooting for a boy , yet blessed with a beautiful Serenity, then two more Daughters. It still claws at me on the inside, day and night I write and pray it's how I fight and stay away, "They are better off with out you. LIES, i AM SICK OF YOU! HOW COULD I HAVE EVER BEEN SO CRUEL AND DARK? I am the same I never change, you fool yourself with chest pieces and call yourself human. this world is my playground and you are the pawn I play with, I have many names but what do you call me? I AM DONE , I REBUKE YOU IN THE NAME OF GOD, JESUS AND THE HOLY SPIRIT! you call on who exactly because I can feel the beating drums inside your chest and I know you don't beliv.... S.I.L.E.N.C.E The lord Saved me, This isn't for everyone but It works for me. Otherwise none of you would know I exist or even lived a single day. I am a stranger to many but to those who read my work will know a part of me. I am going to let God lead because the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. |