help.

Sometimes we really need help,

Even if you deny you need it,

As Everything falls to pieces,

even as you think that nobody cares,

someone walks right there ,

She starts asking you what is wrong?

Reluctantly, down go the walls,

like a old Vegas Casino,

they implode on your past,

That one smile changed everything,

And now you sit here smiling,

thinking of Everything God has provided you with,

and knowing He cares and created people who care.

broken dreams

Your dreams are shattered,

And it all don't make no sense,

So you cry out " God, where have you been?",

Inside you know He has been there all the time,

And even has a plan for you,

But at the moment it still hurts.

You feel emotionless and dead inside,

But Jesus will bring you back to life!

The pain may sting till you die,

And that diagnosis may make you cry at times,

But fight, just fight, even if it ain't alright.

losing it.... when you let your emotions destroy others

Ok... so how do i put this.

I lost a good blogger friend recantly because my content was too dark.

It hurt me a lot !

My problem, is i let my emotions hurt others

and I don't think about the effects it may have on others. Now because of all this i am in pain.

I guess my point is for anyone who reads my blog, don't let your emotions effect your blog content or

else it may indeed hurt others and cause a negative effect in your life, and don't stick with making

only 1 - 2 blogger frieends to support ya and give their opinion on your content via comments.

And for anybody who reads my blog, I promise i will try to make things less dark so they don't hurt

you. Well,  that's all  have to say! God bless!

brokenness

Brokenness is filling me,

I wish it could be seen,

I know it is hard to be here,

But. with God I have no fear,

I will stay strong,

I will not fall down,

God, you keep me moving on.

Lord, make me whole.

Lord give me hope,

Even when there seems to be none,

Like a young, dying solider, 

bleeding and torn from war,

There is nothing left of me,

I am shattered inside and dying,

No person can help me truly,

I've hurt so many years,

And struggled in trusting you,

Lord, help me change,

Cause with you, I am not beyond repair,

You love me despite my ungratefulness ,

And all of my despair,

Help me accept that you are there,

And leave me this way for a reason,

I give this war to you Jesus,

And toss it all away,

All of what I have done is rubbish,

Lord, take me as I am, 

And make me whole. 

Alone II

He feels so damn alone,

doesn't understand what is going on,

And sick of his retarded mind,

Somedays it takes all his strength,

Just to keep goin,

and despite what he wants,

He keeps going on,

Alone,

Alone, 

So alone......

Out of the closet, closing the door.

Emotion took over Amy's  sister, Emily's heart,

As she came out of the closet,

in a graveyard for a broken heart,

She walked away from the tombstone,

of many filled years of pain,

And as Emily closes the door,

her blade she had applied many times to her arm,

It fell to the floor,

She would never use it no more.

( the poem is for interpretation on what the final line says. )

A struggling college student

A sick college student,

sits in misery and hopelessness,

feeling like he is nothing but a pain,

The stress is driving him insane,

He yearns to be ok,

but it's not gonna be the case,

Nobody knows how he feels inside,

underneath my ugly ass smile,

that I wish would fade away for good,

and never see the light of day again.

crying in the pain.

She was crying in the pain,

That was overall her life,

and honestly just wanted to go,

Worn inside and had enough,

I heard her say "I've had enough.",

As she talked,

the train was on its way.

she tarted to run ,

run in front of the train,

and I took off after her,

right when she was meters ,

just meters for making it to the tracks,

Where she was indeed trying to die,

I broke out speeding and caught her just in time.

She protested, cried, and said she wanted to die,

impaired by alcohol and drugs she did not know,

What was even going on.

I took her carried her away so she could calm down and sober up,

and wished God would change her heart. I loved her so.

It's been a long road

It''s been a long road here,

To where I am now,

Verses were I was years ago,

I'm still Bipolar and that will never change,

But God used life to help me,

and to hurt me,

For his Glory,

It's been a long road,

But here I am now,

Troubled still,

But a bit better.

Loneliness II

Loneliness,

why do you torture me,

and make me feel so sad?

Loneliness, 

Why do I do what I do,

To deal with you? 

Why do I listen to you,

instead of the Lord? 

Your choice. ( Poetry.)

It is our choice,

Every day,

To do what is right,

Or to go astray,

Will you follow the hard path,

Or decide to go rouge,

Will you live the way,

Jesus wants us to,

Or will you just focus on you?

It's your choice,

Every day,

We have free will,

and what you chose,

It will ether glorify,

Or let our flesh go wild,

Will you follow our passions and fantasies,

Or will you do what is right and Godly.

It is your choice,

to make each day,

will you take the hard road,

or go astray?