.
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.
Seen sorrow, felt pain
been in struggle
in work and in love
feeling life's strain
Tried on my own
Only to be consumed, confused, and left in a daze.
It's a shame
But that all changed
Gave it to a higher power
And now its a breeze
Because HE directs my ways
Burden off my back
Getting a divorce,
However, no need to sympathize for that
Still have love in my heart
But it's not guided by what lovers do in the dark
It's something stronger
More pure
More innocent
More right
Best way to say it
I have the love of CHRIST
In my life
-Flowriter
P.S.- I'm F.R.E.E; finally realizing everything exist... in me, for me all for the praise and glory of GOD and I can do all things through HE who strengthens me!
I'm free.
Be blessed
Just a place where I let my mind free to speak the innermost feelings and thoughts of my soul
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
I Still Have Hope, However...
.
.
.
Distant far glance
Not with my eyes
Done with my mind
Staring back into my past
Which haunts me like a ghost
Memories of old ways
Old days, the good and bad thangs
Tempting me from my current path
Ghostly whispers telling me stray
Current situations definitely not helping thangs.
I can feel that demon on my shoulder
Pushing the angel over
Figuring a new way
Castrating the spiritual path
Alleviating the current pain of the day
Masking an illusion
Creating a easy way out
Destined for the penitentiary
Confusion, no doubt.
Pray?
Please, Really Another Year?
Spent enough time, shed enough tears.
Gettin' off my knees, standing to my feet.
Hear that demon talk
Bad part is, I listen to him when he speaks
Reverting back to the madness of my youth
The streets
Momma, baby, and daddy gotta eat
Rent gotta get paid
Believe me, I prayed
Yet, it is still getting so hard
Feeling lost and forgotten
But, still begging GOD
I need one more chance
Not just in my mind
Not for my eyes
Distant far glance
Life worth living before my demise
I lived for war
But, I'll rest in peace.
~Flowriter
.
.
Distant far glance
Not with my eyes
Done with my mind
Staring back into my past
Which haunts me like a ghost
Memories of old ways
Old days, the good and bad thangs
Tempting me from my current path
Ghostly whispers telling me stray
Current situations definitely not helping thangs.
I can feel that demon on my shoulder
Pushing the angel over
Figuring a new way
Castrating the spiritual path
Alleviating the current pain of the day
Masking an illusion
Creating a easy way out
Destined for the penitentiary
Confusion, no doubt.
Pray?
Please, Really Another Year?
Spent enough time, shed enough tears.
Gettin' off my knees, standing to my feet.
Hear that demon talk
Bad part is, I listen to him when he speaks
Reverting back to the madness of my youth
The streets
Momma, baby, and daddy gotta eat
Rent gotta get paid
Believe me, I prayed
Yet, it is still getting so hard
Feeling lost and forgotten
But, still begging GOD
I need one more chance
Not just in my mind
Not for my eyes
Distant far glance
Life worth living before my demise
I lived for war
But, I'll rest in peace.
~Flowriter
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