The Book of Job

Never have I ever longed for cold and bleak December, no, that month is writhe with all my plight, it holds the worst things I remember There is but one day I yearn, it is on the twenty-third, ‘tis a day when children pray and do things that which they all learn But underneath that … More The Book of Job

Father, Forgive

Father, please forgive us We know not what we do We’re lost right now and yet somehow We still reach out to you Perhaps it’s desperation A required, soft respite No matter case, look at my face You’re needed now, tonight Your creation got creative It took hold of the reigns And yet I fear … More Father, Forgive

Amends

I know you’ve been there all this time I lost the rhythm to my rhyme I know you waited patiently To find myself – the me in me Please understand I give my hand I’m sorry I took it away I lost myself amongst this land There’s not much more that I can say There … More Amends

My Last Prayer

Are you there, Lord? I need to know I need the truth I need it so I do not know if acts of mine Are of free will, or yours divine The more I ask myself of this The less I think that you exist Why won’t you simply speak to me? Why won’t you … More My Last Prayer

Abandonment

So many things I’d do tonight, if God Himself stood here right now I would not look Him in the eye, I would not cower ‘fore and bow I would respect Him though I’ll say, I would not brashly disavow I’d give Him chance to tell, explain, the things He’s done, this I’d allow Halls … More Abandonment

Beelzebub

Who resides up in my mind? There’s someone that’s a ghost to me I ask him to unlock the door but he looks, laughs, and flaunts the key Why will he not just open up and tell me who I’m s’posed to be? I hate the things he haunts me with and all the things … More Beelzebub

My Sacred Psalm

You want to know what stands between The things they write, and what I mean? Not one word have I wrote and thought I hope this is something they bought The words I write aren’t things to sell They’re all just stories that I tell Art is not a craft of number Art is lightning, … More My Sacred Psalm

Proverb 23:7

Thoughts race through my mind, tonight. In darkness I am cursed to write for in my realm, there’s little light. No pattern plagues this black ink pen, it only bleeds what’s held within. Every evenings dear to me, for ‘tis the only time I’m free. Free of false facades by day, I cherish every night … More Proverb 23:7

Sincerely Signed

Listen, please. I must know how. I have so much to say right now. My mind is tearing me from Thou and begging me to disavow. Is this something I should allow? I need to know right here, and now. I’ve every reason not to fall yet here I stand before and bow. Why won’t … More Sincerely Signed

Where Are You?

What do I know? What do I think? Could all of this end? Within a short blink?   What does it mean? What purpose is served? These thoughts all torment me My mind, it’s unnerved   God, let me know My question is fair Is all of this worth it, This worship, this prayer?   … More Where Are You?