The whispers

The whispers that drown you are the same whispers that used on Jesus.The whispers that drown you are the same ones that I have overcome. I do not overcome this whispers on my own. I do not overcome these whispers on empty. No, I overcame these whispers by filling myself up with the tools and …

With you

I miss living life with you.Everything around us was bright and colorful.With you there was no fear within me.With you the sun always shune.I felt complete. Never thought another human could fill me up Like you have.You are the food for my soul.With you I dare not eat man made food.Your words fill me up …

More than human

I may be human.But I am also a sister,A friend,A daughter,A studentAnd a disciplinary.I may be human But I am also a vessel.I am a toolUsed and mouldedBy the clay maker.I may be humanBut I am everything That God wants me to be.I am a tool.I am humanThat can be used To meet your needs.To …

If time stood still

If time stood still I would sleep till I get tired of sleeping.I wouldn't dream for time and dream goes hand in hand.Without time you wouldn't dream.If time stood stillWill Weather be in on it too?I sure hope not for time is man made Weather appeared on the earth or was it created too?If time …

Reflection

Can one hide from itself?Where would it hide?I find myself wanting to hideFrom this life of mine.But my body keeps moving.This body of mine is a fighter This body of mine is a warrior.It doesn't take no as a final answerIt sees it as a door to a better discovery.Can you hide from yourself?With every …

The power of Love

Can love be something one fears of?How can something as pure as love be so fearful?Love is so beautiful yet so fierce,When not handled well.The One that carries it carelessly tends to injure themselves.I fear of love, I do.I fear of it greatly, for I do not know how to hold it.Like a new born …

The Black hole

I cry for the child I never got to be.I cry for the way lust snatched innocence out of me.I cry for the nights I was tormented by the events of the past.I cry for the emotions I never could express.There was no time or space to express so I bottled it up. They say …

Dear Mr panic

I need to wash my hands clean from your filth.I can't seem to think when I'm in your energy.You make all my muscles halt.My lungs don't stretch. They freeze.My heart still beatsDespite your filthy energy.You can't stop me from staying alive.You can't stop me even when you stab me with your knife.As long as one …

Cooperation

For the first time in foreverMy body is quiet.No tensionNo sparking of my bloodNo internal irritation.Just stillness.My body is finally at peace. And my mind?Well let's just sayIt's still under training.It's like two siblingsMy body and my mind.My mind to say one thingAnd cause my body to react.My soul is a helpless by stander not …

Who am i

Am I made up of my past,my present?Or am I a combination of both?Who am I?Where does my identity lie?In the past present or future?Who am I?Am I my past?Am I my present?Or is the present me the result of unresolved past traumatic events.What makes me different?Why did it affect me as so?Why did it …