Cup of Suffering This cup has blood on it the stench of fear and dispair reels hovac on it terrifying it into submission. This cup has seen storms and strive that has made dents in it dents as wide as the ocean as deep as the deepest chasm. This cup has drowned many- a-sorrows many- a-tears. This cup while full promises abundance a fee for your suffering. This cup promises healing, salvation another day to drink and be alive. This cup is blessed by the carrier of the light.
Category: Poetry Corner
Who I AM
Who I AM Who I am is not up for debate no no question mark here no room for self-hate. It is who I you we What each was meant to be one specific patent built uniquely. We may lose our way become controtionist trying to be a square inna circle and thinking, "how unfair I do not fit!" But unbend we must learn and readjust to recapture ourselves and show who I am.
From A Quiet Place
From A Quiet Place From a quiet place discern and learn process and unlearn stop pleasing start leading never be led. The enemy is in your head you must vanquish it there then without fear leap from that quiet place and brandish your Atlantis Spear.
Over the Rainbow
Over the Rainbow Somewhere over the rainbow Bluebirds fly And the dreams that you dream of Dreams really do come true... They do. Dreams do come true if you can get on the other side. But how to? How to get through the highways and byways of Hopeless Way. Do we sing it into existence? Dance perhaps? Should we check the fortune teller? The blind one in the tent? No. We need to find the Rainbow Bridge. Get over it and follow the candles that are lit to get to it.
Which Road Will You Take
Which Road Will You Take There are two roads ahead and both you dread because you asked for them and your prayer was answered. Now you must decide which is best and which will bring your end. Nothing gained without a loss this is what they say. But if one you choose know that the other you will lose. sweet sweat of blood river red remind you you are mortal. Now on knees deathly shredded you must seek relief from this decision that trapes you in delirium tremens...
With Your Whole Heart
With Your Whole Heart With your whole heart be yourself see yourself as you truly are. With your whole heart speak your truth tell your story even if no one follows you. With your whole heart give of yourself love with a love that will never end. With your whole heart do not cower but keep fighting with heart and courage. With your whole heart see the beauty under the trembling rot of decay. With your whole heart know thyself and wield your weapon based on your art.
Release
Don't feel sorry for me when you see me crying I am healing Iam being put back together again. It was hard to reach this part where I can release all the build up from the past. I am here now ready to get it out don't feel sorry I have to let it out. I have to release the hurt the disappointment and the loss. I have to wash it all out swim back to myself. I have to reach this place where my cup overflows nd all that holds me back I let go. So when you see these tears please have no fear, just thank God for me that the end of my nightmare is near.
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