Poetry Monday: Standing Before Jesus

I never wanted to hurt you
I never wanted you to cry
but I just couldn’t understand it all
I chose to take my own life

I went up to heaven
though I didn’t know why
I went and stood before Jesus
and he began to cry

he said, why’d you go and do it
condemn your soul to fry
standin’ there right in front of Jesus
I couldn’t muster the reply

he turned his back to me
knowing I couldn’t be saved
I fell to my knees in front of Jesus
Your sweetness was the only thing I craved

I have damned my soul to the fire
wishing I could try again
to go and stand before Jesus
and ask him to relieve Your pain

Flashback Friday Poetry: Peaceful Desert

the sky was dark as the moon shined
bringing only a whisper across the desert

the sand was calm as the wind lay silent
the cacti kept a watchful eye on each other

the earth was quiet with no creature roaming
clouds crept by as if to mystify

i wish my mind could follow the pattern
and hush itself with the dreamy desert

Throwback Thursday Poetry: Echoes

the Noises are encompassing
They surround me everywhere i go
some are Roaring; some are a Whisper
making me Shake or Calming my nerves
lifting my Spirits; breaking my Resolve
i hear Them as i sleep
They are never away
the Sounds of my Demons
Nightmares as i wake