Time

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I watch the hours tick by,

Waiting to hear from you.

Your soothing voice,

Comforts my soul.

 

The hours feel like an eternity,

Without you here.  Endless it seems.

 

Time drags on as I wait to hear from you.

Now you are here and time speeds up. 

 

Once you leave, and I will go back to waiting,

Time stands still as I wish you were here. 

 

Longing to feel your warm embrace

Longing to hear your voice and share your sweet smile

 

The houses once again tick by slowly till we meet again. 

 

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Faith/Trust

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Everyone leaves.

They find someone better and then they leave. 

Why do I worry so much?

Why do I care what you do?

Do you think I will be there to help you when it all falls apart?

 

Is this my job to pick up the pieces when you fall.

You put your faith in others but then want me to have faith in you?

You didn’t think of me and impulsively act.

You push me aside and only think of yourself. 

You never think of me. You never think!

 

Everyone leaves.

They find someone better and then they leave. 

Why do I worry so much?

Why do I care what you do?

Do you think I will be there to help you when it all falls apart?

 

How can I have faith in someone like you? 

Will I be alone my entire life and think of yourself?

You never think of me!

 

Everyone leaves.

They find someone better and then they leave. 

Why do I worry so much?

Why do I care what you do?

Do you think I will be there to help you when it all falls apart?

 

How can I have faith in someone like you?

Will I be alone my entire life?

Do I forgive and move one?

Everyone leaves.

They find someone better and then they leave. 

Why do I worry so much?

Why do I care what you do?

Do you think I will be there to help you when it all falls apart?

 

Will you come running back to me?

Asking for another chance? Asking for love and faith

For you just to leave again.

Why should I care what you do and how you do it?

Why does this still matter to me? Why do you matter?

 

Everyone leaves.

They find someone better and then they leave. 

Why do I worry so much?

Why do I care what you do?

Do you think I will be there to help you when it all falls apart?

My heart can only take so much.

Hurt so many times,

How do I heal from it?

 

Everyone leaves.

They find someone better and then they leave. 

Why do I worry so much?

Why do I care what you do?

Do you think I will be there to help you when it all falls apart?

 

Will everyone leave?

Do I even bother starting again?

Don’t get to be happy?

 

Be Still

landscape photography yellow and green leafed trees

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My head won’t be quiet.

Spinning and running it never stops.

Songs playing at the same time.

Thoughts of the day and days before.

Memories keeping me awake.

Plaquing my existence.

 

 

Be still, my soul.

Be still and sleep.

 

Sitting up in bed while everyone sleeps.

Wondering when it will be my turn.

When will the voices cease and I can rest?

Replaying events of the past.

Wishing they were different, Wishing I could change. 

 

Be still, my soul.

Be still and sleep.

 

Be still and hear God.

Block all else out and only hear Him.

 

Pacing back and forth,

And rocking.

The noises never stop.

Pieces of songs, bits of advice.

Filling my mind keeping me awake.

 

Be still, my soul.

Be still and sleep.

 

Be still, my soul.

Be still and rest.

 

Block all the noise out.

And only hear God’s voice.

 

Be still and only hear him.

Block all else out and only hear him.

He is calling to you!

Worthy

grace

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Worthy

How do I tell you,  you are worthy?
You are fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are worthy,
You are worthy.
How do I tell you, you are worthy?

You are fearfully and wonderfully made;

You are worthy! God knows you are worthy.

 

You can’t do anything to take away

From the love, God has for you.

You are worthy; He knows you’re worthy.

God says you are worthy, you are worthy.

Worthy!

 

The Lord of Light created you and you are worthy,

Worthy, Worthy!

Let the light of your face shine on the world.

Because you are worthy. Worthy!

 

Show them the grace and the love he has for you,

And they will see you are worthy.

They will see that they are worthy.

 

Show them the love God has for them.

Show them the grace and the love he has for you,

They will see they are worthy,

You are worthy.

On My Own

Rely on others is a hard thing.

Relying on them binds them to us.

It reminds them you needed them.

It reminds them you can’t do it on your own.

That you needed help.

That you are a failure.

That you can’t do it on your own.

But I am not alone.

I am not a failure.

My path differs from yours.

My path is my own and,

My vow is now to go it alone.

Rely on myself and myself alone.

For never will I feel the pain,

Of your scorn,

Of your judgment

Of your righteous opinions.

I will show you, I can do it.

I will show you I am not a failure.

My path might be different,

but my path is my own.

When Will I Learn?

 

shhh

When will I learn, to keep my mouth shut?

When will I learn, that you don’t want my opinion?

When will I learn, that I really don’t have friends?

When will I learn, that it’s only a matter of time before you leave?

When will I learn, that you really don’t care about me?

 



When will I learn,  to not let my self-doubt rule my life?

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Wishing You Were Here

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I wake in the evening hoping you are there.

The days apart are so long.

To feel your embrace, and feel your love.

 

Though the days and nights are long.

Your voice calms my soul.

Somethings are worth waiting for.

Some people are worth the wait. 

 

Each morning to hear your voice

Wishing you were here.

Wishing our lives were one. 

You Still Love Me!

I can tell you everything,

All that’s on my heart.

You can see me cry, and hear me laugh.

You see my flaws and my faults

 

And somehow still

You love me. 

 

I can tell you everything,

All that’s on my heart

You see me mad, and you hear me scream.

You see my errors and you see my pain.

And somehow still

You love me.

 

I can be myself

As odd as I am

As kooky and bizarre as I am.

And you love it all the same. 

 

That’s what love is supposed to look like. 

The Slithering Snake

The slithering snake speaks with a forked tongue

The slithering snake speaks with a forked tongue.

He says one thing and means another.

Double dealers, liars, and thieves are no friends of mine.

Treacherous, venomous, deceptive and belligerent.

How can you call someone a friend when all you do is lie?

Cut the snake out of your life.

Move on and never look back.

Why would I want a venomous snake in my life?

Who says one thing and does another.

The slithering snake speaks with a forked tongue.

He says one thing and means another.

Double dealers, liars, and thieves are no friends of mine.

Treacherous, venomous, deceptive and belligerent.

I see the snake for who he is

Never again will I let the snake in.