Do not sweat yourself trying to disprove
the people who looked down upon you
but rather work hard and prove those
who believed in you right. Focus on the
positive to drive you, negative energy
always has a downside to it. Live for love
for hate is too much a burden to bear
and when the music is on, dance to it
even if the rest of the world will call you crazy
because they can't hear the song for
some things were created for you alone
and not for the world...

"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted, and saves those who are crushed in spirit." Psalms 34:18

Ive already broken
satan's gravtational pull.
Refuse to let him bring me down.
All I can do is go up Lord.
Higher in you.
Lord I'm already broken.
Heart already cut open.
Commence surgery.
Cardiac arrest me.
Let me die to my flesh so that you can renew me.
Clean my heart so that it beats purely.
Flesh of your flesh.
Bone of your bone.
You created me in your image.
Your clone.
So let my ways mirror yours.
Lord be the center of my life.
My core.
Let my heart be patient.
Let my words be kind.
Let my thoughts be pure.
Lord protect my mind.
Though I cry
Lord catch these tears.
Though I stand in the unknown
Lord calm my fears.
Take my hand.
Hold me close.
Lead me beside your still waters.
Don't let me go.
Just know
these words are sincere.
I NEED YOU!
I NEED YOU!
Lord hear my prayer.

The nakedness of dark,
                  an indecent exposure,
               peaks the curisosity of moon,
          that peeks through the window,
                       opening my poet's mind,
                        curving thoughts of you
                           into an iridescent light
                         that embraces the soul,
                            kisses slow the mind,
                    fills me with desire
             to be something more
     than the mumbling ghost;
forgotten dreams.

After sunset
did you miss me,
as lush pink skies hardened
to indigo and grey,
as rose colored eyes
drifted into white ocean,
the weariness of sleep?
Did you dream
the same dream as I,
to be held once more
in the arms of love?

I don't know if you do
but I want you to know
that I don't mind if you mind me.
I often do think of you too;
my mind still clings to what was,
my heart knee deep in mourning
                           wavers             between                                   moments
                    we use to share
       and the ones that will never be.

I guess love never fades completely
but is reborn after the sun dies;
in quiet reflection,
       the changing winds
                   shifting loneliness
                        into a spine of light,
                              where lovers lost
                  find each other in the dark.
                     The comforting cocoon
             of dream.