Confusion?
A theme not written by the author of life
I’m wondering but I need to stop,because im being tottered by the devils lies
I need to take a stand, to have a simple mind
I need a mind that is safe and sound,I need to stand my ground
I need to trust that my story is in God’s hands
Written by the author and perfecter of our faith who leads me to mountain tops or through dry and weary lands
The prince of peace, Selah
As a prisoner of hope I trust in the Lord of Lord’s and the King of Kings
He knows the end from the beginning
The shepherd and protector of my soul
Lord come soon! I will quietly wait and hope
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Here’s my day in a poem:
The same,
The same,
But a different sameness,
As usual.
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I sit and sit
Glued to my chair
Frozen in fear
Of the unknown
Knowing
What tomorrow brings
I just want
To stay in bed
And forget the promises
I need to keep
Waiting
For the phone to ring
So yet
I can send the call
Into outer space
Praying
The voice mail
Stays empty
I wish
They would leave me
Alone in my solitude
My mind keeps churning
Inside my head
Pressure building
Words escaping
My heart pounding
Trying to persuade
Myself that all
Is not as it seems
Trying to let go
Of the evil
And trying to live
Today has its own worries
So i sit and sit
Glued to my chair
Tomorrow is
A long time
Away
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Blue sky
Rain
Humid wind in my hair
Travel to canceled appointments
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Dishes unwashed
Oh so posh
Water not here
It’s dreary dear
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Life is gritty,
life is sh itty,
an far too fk’n long.
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my head was on red
i woke up on the wrong side of the bed
i had coffee but felt slow
nothing to do, nowhere to go
spoke to a friend then made up my mind
so i went for a drive despite the
grind
got into my place where all my kin meet
paid for my parking which has me beat
then i went to the chip shop and munched on a pizza
had some chips but shared the rest
my head was a fuzz so it was all a test
i wrote a review for the seasonal news
about a military dog and his muse
then i played doms and built stonehenge
which morphed into a colosseum
and fell amongst friends
finally left after a shady phone call,
then back home to get ready for tenting tomorrow
and all
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He wakes up
Maybe today he’ll get back to work,
Until then there isn’t any duty he can’t shirk,
He chases (slowly) rainbow dreams,
With an air of the profound, or so it seems,
But for now he’ll go back to bed,
And worry about the things he’s said,
I guess that as far as all things go,
There could be worse, don’t you know,
When he reaches his goal all will be light,
He’s got until then to get it right.
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thats good @crimby, i thought you were talking about me there lol
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Yeah. Nice poem @crimby !
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Awoken in a bed of regret
Trunch to work to be all set
To erase my woes with timeliness
Where is the sun lost in this
Organising because I can’t change
The past or make life rearrange
Come home too see some replies
Human contact I’m getting by
A flicker of hope I know it’s true
I can be what I want too
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The muddied waters of twisted past
From reign not rain, pours
Ripened vines just right to build
In the cold, comfort from shelter
Contrast of days, gone for would
In the melding, too far gone
Bring it back, so it should
Be of this world and not of yours
With all this said too intense
Lightening up thunderous
But it’s okay I’m back now
Trotted round for a while
In bed dreaming of forgotten past
Carry on for next day come for most folks
Forelorn hopes and fidget spokes.
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Fear on one hand ,hope and the future on the other
I have to keep my mind fixed on the future and hope
I feel disassociated but I still know who I believe I am
a teeter totter, two full hands full of righteousness
Focus on the future not the fear of failure
Fix your eyes and what’s above the prize how glorious
Dissociation, I’m faded ,
but I believe that the hidden man of my heart has its cure
Since I have Jesus it’s all good weather I’m living in plenty or with less
I feel drunk with the spirit, I’m Rising higher It’s alright ,I consider Christ ,I won’t faint in my mind
I’m stronger than I think
I have all that I need
In Jesus name amen
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They just
■■■■ with me
And ■■■■ with me
Til Im one step away
From walking off
That steep cliff.
They think they are holy
Untouchable
The doctors
And workers
And directors
All think they rule my life
Like Im a rag doll
To be poked and prodded
And tossed in the corner
To collect dust
Forgotten.
They leave me
Depressed
And barely hanging on
Dangling off the cliff
They forced my foot
To barely balance over.
So I say
■■■■ you
And the wringer
You put me through .
■■■■ you
And the ledge
You lead me to
Just ■■■■ you.
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I know what you mean.
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Fade to grey
Fade the scars
Fade the colour
Of the bizzare
Fade the life
Fade the dream
Fade my words
Fade the scream
Fade out
just fade to nothing
Fade to hurt
to feel something
Faded acid
In my mouth
Coffee black
Comes stinging out
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Did I give up?
Did God give up on me?
I wonder sometimes today
I know he doesnt give up on his sons
Even if we get messy
I’m trying to be myself
But I feel lost at times
I can see the hidden man of my heart flashing like a pulse sometimes so I know it’s okay
I feel joy and energy from doing anything God has stamped his approval on
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my heart isn’t mine although symptoms have gone
I dream all day that my heart will be fine
the pain in it have some sort of gain
but to what level of slavery my heart is attached to an awful girl
she don’t like me nor I do
what tomorrow is bringing for you Moe
a cure or insanity to know that reality
is worse than psychiatry
i rather die alone.
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Spiteful twisted mess
What’s left
Useless mutterings of the inane
Contortions of truth and ramblings
Of the confused
My brink wasted thoughts
Noughts and crosses
Proverbially caught
My dreamcatcher can’t intake
This onslaught called life
Rest for the weary weathered
Like a stone.
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Oh man, piggy is in the house. shout out everybody!
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