“Get Yourself Together”

​You cannot possibly run forever,

So you may as well get yourself together,

Inspite of the storm and the outpouring of rain,

As well as the heartache and the gut wrenching pain,

You best well get yourself together,

I mean, eventually things will get better.

“Is It Better?”

It’s much better out than in folk will say,
And that rings truth but I don’t like it that way,
I mean as it flows out its excruciatingly painful,
For it comes forth in buckets to the maximum, beyond full,
I can’t take it! It hurts, I’ve got to let it go,
Yet I got to keep it in because it’s too painful to let flow,
Crazy, perhaps! But it is very real,
Once you walk in my shoes you too will know how it feels.

(C) 2016

“Don’t Want To Cry No More”

I have cried and I have cried,
I have cried to the point of feeling tired,
I cannot stop the tears from pouring from my eyes,
And I cannot quiet the pain that’s screaming inside,
But I can suppress the thoughts from entering into my mind,
Yet I cannot convince the heart to look past to decline,
The grief that comes about every year around this time,
Oh why can’t the heart match the mind and be blind,
Blind to the fact that in 4 years you are still gone,
I just don’t want to hurt no more, I mean is that wrong?

2016

“Sleeping With The Enemy”

She felt it was wrong the moment he docked her door,
For the man standing there was certainly not sent from the Lord,
Yet she let him into her home and in her personal space,
Obviously he had an agenda as he moved at an accelerated pace,
She desperately wanted to say no but realized “no” was no longer an option,
And the aftermath of the night left her in need of a doctor,
She slept with the devil who tried viciously to tear her apart,
And every moment she laid with the enemy she wished for it to stop,
As her flesh sharply ripped she wrestled to push him away,
But he snatched her by the hair brutally having his way,
And she laid there dying on the inside trying hard not to cry,
It took forever as she thought within, “Why won’t this time pass by?”
Then the moment came and Satan reached his climax,
And she thought he’d leave, get out and away to relax,
But it didn’t end there for her, no he had an agenda to fulfill,
He came there to destroy her, yes his purpose was to kill,
So he threw her around again pounding blows to her opened wounds,
And with her arms bound she had no idea if she’d die or just bruised,
Regretting the choice she made to let that demon inside,
She wept whispering the name of Jesus time after time,
Thank God she made it through and out of it alive,
Although the situation makes her feel so very dead inside!
The pain in her body was so hard to bear,
So hard, extremely painful and yet another big scare,
But she is alive with the ability to face day after day,
As she tries to bathe rigorously the very touch of him away,
She slept with the enemy who ejaculated venom into her being,
So much so that only God can put an end to her grieving,
But will she turn back, will she fall down at her Father’s feet?
Or will she allow this ordeal to leave her feeling broken and incomplete?
What occured that night,  no given day since have changed,
She was battered by a demon who was viciously deranged!

“MORE TIME”

More time was what he wanted but could not have,
And he desired to treasure it all again, to live life and laugh,
Yet life as he knew it was quickly flashing before his eyes,
As his organs began to malfunction, he cried for more time,
He said, “If I could do it over I’d do things alot diffrently!”
But it wasn’t until death was staring him in the face he received an epiphany,
That he had taken all of the many close calls given him for granted,
And time had run its course, God was now calling as heaven chanted,
“Please give me more time Father,” he said as he continuously wept,
For he wasn’t quite ready to go to his heavenly home just yet,
But he knew it was a matter of time so he began to get his earthly house in order,
As he faced the realization that these earthly bodies are not immortal,
Back into the ground he knew his earthly shell would be buried,
So time was of the essence therefore he knew he had to hurry,
Not completely making the fact that he was about to pass known,
He spent day and night with family with no desire to be alone,
Until the moment was at hand, it was then he sent them on an errand,
And he put things in order where they would be easily apparent,
He knew he was about to breathe his last breath on this side,
But he knew it would have killed his wife to stand there and watch him die,
So he did what he knew to do in order to ease some of her upcoming pain,
And he made sure his last few moments were spent wisely and not in vain,
More time was what he desired but knew time had run its course,
Therefore he decided not to fight anymore and submitted without force,
And although that moment he had with his family would be his last,
He left behind the type of memories that would continue to last and last!  

“Not Tonight”

Everyday she was awakened to the smell of breakfast cooking,
And greeted with a smile and the words “Good Morning good looking!”
What a way to wake up feeling on top of the world,
Just to lose it all within seconds as life spins and twirls,
For tomorrow is not promised so it’s best to live today,
And make peace with others, do good and pray,
Tell the ones you care about just how much you love them,
So that if tomorrow doesn’t come there won’t be no guilt,
For she longs for the scent of him  she can no longer smell,
Yes, she longs to hear the words he would always yell,
From the front of the house as he heard her footsteps,
Walking to meet him as he awaited at the doorstep,
Yet the sound is faint, it can no longer be heard,
For that voice is no more and the body is buried,
And she cries herself to sleep each and every night,
Knowing he won’t be able to join her once again tonight.
ⓒ 2015

“Going The Distance”

There she lay brittle and so hungry inside,
Hungry for the love she needs, yet can never seem to find,
Through valley’s high and through valley’s low,
Over hurdles here and hurdles there she will go,
Going the distance tired, broken down and damn near defeated,
Searching to find that tangible thing to stop her heart from bleeding,
Yet it seems so very far and beyond her reach,
That she’s near ready to throw in the towel… Give up… and Retreat,
Just to embrace love… That is what she so desperately need,
Love is the power that would break the chains and set her free,
Yet… Through Valley’s high and through Valley’s low,
And over Hurdles here and Hurdles there she will go,
Going the distance to find that missing puzzle piece,
Searching for that special “peace” to make her life complete.

©2015