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Erin Lewis Sep 2012
I don't believe in religion
I think it's just another label
I believe in a different God

I believe in the wind
Running through the trees
To rustle the leaves
I believe in the sun
Shining through the rain
Nourishing the golden grains
I believe in the waves
Chasing me across the shore
Till my heart starts to soar
I believe in butterflies
And daffodils
I believe in all the beauty in this world

I believe in the God who gave me my Name
The God who created music
The God who wove words into being
The God who gave me my voice to share the beauty of these
My God is Beauty
And only she gives me hope
Erin Lewis Aug 2012
He laughs with his friends
Just joking around
I can't take my eyes off him
Occationally our eyes meet
But I quickly lower my eyes
Afraid he will see my longing
I wonder if he really sees me
I wonder if he would care.
At night I imagine
What it would be like to hold him
What do his lips feel like
But of course just like since 8th grade
My dreams are just dreams
Across the room is farther
Than across the world
And thats the closest I will be to him
Erin Lewis Aug 2012
A picture is worth a thousand words
All captured in her smile
Words whispered in love
And the words shouted when she left

Your picture is still on my wall
The one of our first kiss
Everything was so perfect
How could I forget

Your words in the letters you gave me
Are safely hidden away
But even if they were lost
Your words would still be here

A picture's worth a thousand words
A thousand broken hearts
A thousand lost dreams
A thousand words I wish I had said before you left
this probaly makes no sense. but I had to write something... can't get her out of my head
Erin Lewis Aug 2012
The wind whispers
Over the now red feild
A raven's wings shine
With the blood of crushed dreams
The village distroyed
Not even a child was spared
They took every life
As if it were impossible to care
The once crystal stream
Flows crimson with fear
Erin Lewis Aug 2012
Sapphire horizon along the dark green trees
Diamonds in the sky above the world, above me
The music of night, the rustle of leaves
A chill in the air a bite in the breeze

Tendrils of a cold shadow creep across the sky
Warning the innocent creatures, its time to hide
A wisp of wind whispers, silence has fallen
The warmth that was there has been stolen

Darkness gathers till there’s no light in the sky
The brilliant stars of before seem to be a lie
The clouds lie ominous, too close to the ground
The cold rays of the moon aren't to be found

A storm on the wind coming fast to the hills
Bringing lightning and rain with a power that kills
Echoing off the mountain to the valley below
The rumble of thunder signals the coming blow

A tremor of the tempest spreads through the night
The wind whirls stronger daring me to fight
I wait in silence for the first strike to land
Rage of the light turns the mountains into sand

My feeble cries are lost in a surge of sound
The wind is screaming, the thunder too loud
The rain is pouring down like my ****** red tears
Heart wrenching tears I've been crying for years

The wind is wailing songs of forgotten souls
From the tallest steeple the death bell tolls
In this nightmare no waking, I fear I can't escape
The light in the distance may come too late

The thunder is pounding against my breaking core
Fighting to stand but I can stand no more
Excruciating cries formed from never ending lies
Join the pandemonium in the tormented skies

Power all around me, force me to my knees
Burn me, **** me, cut me, when no one seems to see
My salty tears sear the wounds I bear
Mind and body shattered there's no rainbow here

No sun is shining on my beaten brow
No love is given to my broken heart now
I'm barely breathing, my heart is slow
I'm falling to blackness,
                         I don't have to though.

I can stand like before, not fall to my knees
I can love the storm that tried to break me
I can believe in the hope that sheds the light
And I can brave the storm winds of life
This is inspired by all the stories my friends have told me of abuse, mostly family abuse. please share if you can to anyone who has been in this situation..
Erin Lewis Aug 2012
Women sit on the laps of drunken men
Each man has claimed his *****
Only one man sits alone
Nursing a bottle of Jack

His eyes downcast and shadowed
Are filled with fire and doubt
A fire that burns sharp and bitter
Much like the liquor in his mouth

Woodsmoke covers the sweet smells
Of *** and Black and Milds
As all fly higher, they care less and less
The energy becomes primal and wild

Slowly they separate in groups of two
Each pair to find a tent of their own
The clearing empties, the fire dies down
And only one man is left alone
Erin Lewis Aug 2012
Precariously perched pidgons
Coo with cautious curiousity
Wondering why we wander
On faltering feet rather than fly

Just  little ditty
A quiet play on words
Just little rhythms and rhymes
That are fun to be heard
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