Your Words

It was once said sticks and stones may break my bones but your words don't hurt me and I would have to disagree because your words hurt me the most. Your words can be however beautiful and wrapped in  splendor that you want them to be or they can cut deeper than any two edged sword. Your words rejuvenate me and at the same time they break me down. They can build walls and tear them down just as well and it's all your words. You do this to me. You make me feel better. You break me down so I can become a new man. All this is found in Your words.

It's all been for you

Thes words are something I was afraid I was never going to say. I've always guarded myself, had walls set up, braced for pain because I knew I would feel it, but who knew that a day would come when I broke down. A breakdown I've always been afraid of yet with you it came so naturally. I'm physically, emotionally, and even spiritually broken to start with, but this breakdown speaks valumes of a different nature. A kinder nature. I'm still afraid of being hurt, but you put me together once you can do it again I'm sure. My heart was given to you entirely, and a home was made for it. It has been mended, and well taken care of ever since. My body was battered, beaten, and bruised. Tortured by my past, tormented by choices, desecrated in ways unknown to many, but it too found a place to be held. In your arms I laid myself down and my wounds were healed. The lacerations and bruises ,whether laid upon by another or by myself, were well taken care of because of your needle and thread. I once was afraid of being hurt. I still am but not so much by you. You have proven to be a trustworthy soul ,and you have taken care of me. My faith in you has not been misplaced ,and now i can say the words I've been longing to say for so long. I love you. I always have and sweetheart I always will.

Grace

Grace. a love that is never ending. Grace. beyond comprehension. Grace. Something of which I'm undeserving. All these things are true yet I still have it. A love like no other that you gave me. If only I could give you something in return.Grace.All i can say is thank you.

Footprints

Too young to care about the future
too old to remember the past
just the right age to live for the day
and make sure the moment lasts

every second awake counts
every moment I'm with you lasts
every step is a step into the future
and every footprint a choice that was made

Roads out there so many to take
trying to make my mark on
this world before it all crashes
for it's soon to break

dreams should be lived daily
dream to defy
should be a way
of life

every moment your alive counts
every footprint defines who you are
every step shows who you will become
what is it that defines you

what are your footprints of your past

Leap of Faith

I've been hurt before. You can't imagine the pain I've felt. what's inside my head it tortures me and consumes you have no idea. My everyday life hurts me, my past sins follow me everywhere, and my future sins have never scared me so much. So I'm taking a leap of faith off of this cliff just let me be. I'll either jump and fall to my death but let me be still or I will jump off this cliff and spread my wings and fly, but I'm taking this leap of faith. So step out of the way.My fears no longer control me. This is the new me like it or not.

Temporary High

I don't understand this world. why is it that we are son into face value. the aesthetic value in everything will be our down fall. i don't understand  why the flesh is on our mind it consumes us. like an anaconda it's choking the life out of us in it's grasp. i admit i have fallen to this flow too. i believe it may be human nature. i don't need to scrounge around for dirty needles hoping this shot will ease the pain. i don't need to drink till the end of the bottle hoping the numbness will come quickly, and i don't need to pop pills like they are candy giving me a temporary high. you question my life,my choices I've made while your in a torrential down pour of your own. there is a difference between you and me. sure we may both have our storms, but i am no slave to mine. Are you? next time when you judge me judge carefully for you might have done the same. No more hypocrisy, no temporary highs,no more face value, I am no follower to my storms. this world has nothing for me.

Incarceration

As we imprison our beloved so to do we destroy ourselves. By chaining them down with our pain we only take away half of ourselves. Discouragement daily leading to death only leaving a shell. A former person of who you once were. Faith, hope,love. Love is truly the greatest among these.