Where are you. and I'm so sorry as I stood I counted the webs of all the spiders catching things and eating them alive contemplating to call you and hear your voice of treason will you come home and stop my pain tonight stop this pain tonight. dont waste your time on me your already the voice inside my head. _ What do we do when we'r all alone in waking and sleeping? When the people who are always supposed to love you always put you last. Break your heart over and over until the scars will never heal. When God seems like no more than a dream that teases you and makes you wish for the end. When tears stop comming and pain never ceases and laughter is like rain in a parched land: scarce. (e-2/22/2004 9:00:05 PM ) These poems reminded me of Psalm 69:20 NKJV "Reproach has broken my heart, And I am full of heaviness; I looked for someone to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none." Keep Asking, Seeking, Knocking. Poetry is an awesome way to express and work out the way we feel. God wants to wrap His arms around you. He is the great Comforter. Luke 11:9 NKJV "So I say to you, ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. Feel free to contact us if you need someone to listen. |
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Where are you. and I'm so sorry as I stood I counted the webs of all the spiders catching things and eating them alive contemplating to call you and hear your voice of treason will you come home and stop my pain tonight stop this pain tonight. dont waste your time on me your already the voice inside my head. _ What do we do when we'r all alone in waking and sleeping? When the people who are always supposed to love you always put you last. Break your heart over and over until the scars will never heal. When God seems like no more than a dream that teases you and makes you wish for the end. When tears stop comming and pain never ceases and laughter is like rain in a parched land: scarce. (e-2/22/2004 9:00:05 PM ) These poems reminded me of Psalm 69:20 NKJV "Reproach has broken my heart, And I am full of heaviness; I looked for someone to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none." Keep Asking, Seeking, Knocking. Poetry is an awesome way to express and work out the way we feel. God wants to wrap His arms around you. He is the great Comforter. Luke 11:9 NKJV "So I say to you, ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. Feel free to contact us if you need someone to listen. |
February 2004 # of submissions = 1 |
