Thursday, September 23, 2010

Miracles

A small child, blind from the world of love,
Stands alone. Lost in the darkness of pain.
Shivering within the cold of distrust,
Turning his heart to ice; running through his veins.
He stares into the dark, bleeding in his core,
Feeling unloved, abandoned, neglected, lost.
Unable to remember the life he had before,
His heart--his innocence--taken from the frost.
Withering away, engrossed in the black,
His blindness corrupting every part of his soul.
Praying to find his only way back
To his father's warmth; shelter from the cold.
For the day that he lost his innocence,
He lost guidance from the Father's light,
The evil world sunk him into darkness,
Blinding him from love--taking his sight.
Losing the Father to the black abyss,
He wandered forward on his own free will
From the pureness of love, he brought forth sin
And with each step, his heart grew still.

And the colder it gets, the more he drowns
Deep into the ground, hiding his misery.
His cries consume the dark--become the only sound
A sad love song; a soul's pure symphony.
His lips turn blue, his hands turn cold
As his stubbornness burns deep within
The fire of his anger, once foretold
Slowly freezes as his heart wears thin.
If only, if only this child could know
His despair is not his pain alone.
If only, if only this child could go
Start anew; and come back home.
If only this child could look back and see
The man waiting for him to turn around
Watching his child's innocence turn to be
A cold-hearted soul; a conscience unwound.
And if only this child looked back from this place,
To see all hope, his innocence--is not yet lost
He'd see his Father waiting with a large embrace
His love bringing warmth; shelter from the frost.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Fallin' in Love with Fall

Well ladies and gentlemen, it's that time of year again.

The days of summer lovin' are falling slowly behind us as Fall comes into play. Shorts are replaced with scarves, and those icy chilled drinks are substituted for warm hot chocolate. Time to pack up the kids and go apple picking as they file into school...time to wish those sunny Sundays goodbye and fall in love with those chilly nights by the fireplace.

These are the days I wish I lived somewhere with actual 4 seasons to watch the leaves turn different colors....sigh.


Well Summer, it was nice spending a few months with you. But along with the heat came a lot of drama in my life, and I'm tired of those long sleepless nights from hot drama and....well, just plain old summer heat.

'Til 2011 summer...2010 is slowly fallin' behind us.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Beware the Eyes

The eyes that pierce a thousand souls
And lie awake in misery--
Look hard as stone, feel icy cold
Become a nightmare's mystery.
Drunk with hatred, high off pain
Peering deep into your heart;
Destroys your love as it must stain
Your heart black and tear it apart.
Be cautious as you wander close
To this evil and daunting pair.
It thirsts for pain and will engross
Your hopes and dreams into its lair.
You are now warned--a word to the wise,
For I know the truth, as these eyes are mine.