Red Ink That Splatters

Pour your heart out on a page
Spill the secrets of your soul
Let the beast out of his cage
Momentary loss of all control
Write the things that matter most
And nobody seems to care
But make a nonsensical post
Everybody wants to share

Here’s to pickles and marshmallows and peanut butter dreams
To cats and to dogs and to fantastical memes
Why waste our time with the real things that matter?
Yellow paper, yellow paper, and red ink that splatters.

I look at the things on my table
I think of the things I have said
Is there anyone that is really able?
To express the thoughts in my head
Write about balloons losing air
Whistling as they fly
They twist and turn without a care
And then they fall from the sky

Here’s to pickles and marshmallows and peanut butter dreams
To cats and to dogs and to fantastical memes
Why waste our time with the real things that matter?
Yellow paper, yellow paper, and red ink that splatters.

My ink runs dry like blood on my arm
To pick at the scab only brings harm
If I scratch the itch, my soul will bleed
I spill the words that no one will read

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You Don’t Have To Worry About False Hope

I thought I could rise above the circumstance but now I clearly see

The cards have fallen so there is no chance for me to be free

I have learned my lesson and have accepted my fate

Diagnose this depression, and wonder if it’s too late

 

You don’t have to worry about false hope, when you have no hope at all

That’s one benefit of living life with your back against the wall

 

I’m not one to get excited, thinking things are looking up

I don’t ponder, I’ve decided, it is a half empty cup

I am at a somber peace, and don’t mean to bring you down

But should my happiness increase, should my sorrows drown

You don’t have to worry about false hope, when you have no hope at all

That’s one benefit of living life with your back against the wall

 

Maybe this is my way, this is how I can reduce the pain

If my sky is always gray I am not surprised by the rain

If I am numb to feeling, I will not feel the brokenness inside

The heart I am concealing wants to run away and hide

You don’t have to worry about false hope, when you have no hope at all

That’s one benefit of living life with your back against the wall

Isolate

Paint smeared on the wall

Paper laying on the floor

Try my best to do it all

Now I run and shut the door

Isolate, get away, lock away my life

A break, my mistakes, stab like a knife

A dirty mop in the corner

A handprint on the glass

Each day seems warmer

And pain seems to last

Isolate, get away, lock away the world

A break from mistakes, I can’t take anymore

Screaming of kids

That are never satisfied

All that have lived

They all have lied

Isolate, get away, gotta clear my head

There’s a break, I must take before I am dead

Hashtag R.I.P.

Gone but not forgotten, always in my heart

Gone much too soon, this is how it feels to fall apart

Same three letters a different name

All grief is different but still the same

Another post on a wall

another heartfelt tweet

I hope you know

How much you meant to me

Hashtag R I P

From the girl that turned you down

To the boys from of your hometown

From your old high school football team

The closest friends that knew your dreams

Another post on the wall

Another heartfelt tweet

Another ‘do you know how much you meant to me’

hashtag R.I.P.

Many people send prayers and a kind word

I know that you are in the presence of the Lord

We send hugs to your mom, and ask God to send

A peace that no one can comprehend

Another post to your wall,

Another heartfelt tweet

Another ‘do you know

what you meant to me?’

Hashtag R.I.P.

#RIP

Through The Valley

Through the valley I walk

My fear subsides as I talk

For my strength is in the Lord

So I boldly speak his word

Though the shadows are like death

And their darkness seems to spread

I will represent the light

Shield of faith at my side

I stand firm and I proclaim

Salvation found in Jesus’ name

Teacher Appreciation

Achievement is attained everyday.

A skilled surgeon saves a life. A scientist develops a cure.

A new invention changes the world. A world leader promotes peace.

A musician writes a melody to be remembered for years to come.

A novelist creates a story to captivate the imagination of generations.

A new business is launched, providing employment for many.

A tender soul takes action to help those who are hurting.

All of these people are fulfilling their purpose and making a difference.

All of these people once sat in a classroom like yours, and had a teacher like you.

You make a difference in the lives of those you teach.

And through them the world is made better.

Achievement is attained every day, because of Teachers like you.

Lights Out

Flashes of brilliance, explode and destroy

LIGHTS OUT

But listen to the whispers of a lost boy

Loud, deafening, dying glow of moonlight

See the sounds too low to hear, see the wizards disappear

LIGHTS OUT

An aura, a cloud, a halo…colors unknown

Little boy that was lost is now almost grown

Shadows dance across the midnight hall, off the wall, they droop and fall

Like the ashes that fall from the sky

Black as a smoker’s lung, doorbells rung

Light on the front porch sizzles and fades

LIGHTS OUT

I close my eyes

Goodbye