The Passing Time

I wrote the following poem a couple years back: As I look around and see the many things that follow me I contemplate my mistakes and dreams I hope about someday The time gone by, opportunities missed, feelings held back The hurt, the pain, understood and yet held in The wishing of just to go back and change the past And then realizing how I’ve learned from these things The effects they’ve had, good and bad The Time it passes by… As I grow and come to understand the... Read More

Sorrow

I willingly submit to you, I surrender my dagger, and expose my most vulnerable region. The decision is thus, to either strike deeply and destroy or surrender you dagger unto me so that I may ponder the same. I give the outcome to God, whom if struck, will heal the wound no matter how severe. Upon being struck, you notice it not for the shock of the blow. As it settles, you realize how deep it goes; you can barely breath, you go numb, you collapse. You long for death but it... Read More