Throwback Thursday Poetry: Finding Faith

with all my might
i try to fight
all the demons in my life
looking for the light
that will lead me to paradise
finding neither dark nor bright
cannot find my Faith tonight
i look to the right
to see a sight
that my eyes can’t believe tonight
a young woman with eyes of green
came over and sat beside me
“hello”, she said, “my name is Faith!”
this made my heart race
many years ensued
and we both grew old too
this woman who i made my wife
helped me to find paradise
now i know why they say
the lord works in mysterious ways

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

Throwback Thursday Poetry: Dark Days

pain is all i crave
never looked at myself this way
can’t believe i say these things
thus begins Dark Days

my life is like a play
people watch me on a stage
no one cares what i say
living in Dark Days

i cannot find away
to say the things i want to say
to lose these insecurities i pray
cannot escape Dark Days

all i can do is try to save
myself from their gaze
exit from center stage
whither away from Dark Days

finding an end of the maze
no longer trapped within the haze
finally free of the shame
thus ending Dark Days

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.