BEAT I MADE REAL QUICK IN HONOR OF WHITNEY TO THE SONG " I HAVE NOTHING". I DON'T OWN ANY COPYRIGHTS TO HER MUSIC AND THIS IS IN HER HONOR ONLY AND WILL NOT ...
Last night I prayed for the first time in a long time,
Trying to see if I can reach God on his emergency Prayer Hotline.
Thought I’d call God up and ask him for a Change and faith Rejuvenation,
But I’ve still been here patiently waiting and have yet to receive confirmation.
I wonder if God heard this sinners cry or did it fall on deaf ears,
I’m just trying to keep myself from shedding tears.
I reminisce sometimes about when life was just like a walk in the park,
But now it seems more like a walk in the dark,
With no guidance or no beacon, not even a hand stretched out,
But my pride is to strong for me to just stand still and pout.
I heard a Preacher say, “Be still and there will be Peace you’ll find”,
But having no money to pay my bills doesn’t bring me piece of mind.
What you know about not having a pot to piss in
And having to borrow a pot just to having something to piss in and shit in so until then…
I’ll just be sitting and waiting for my Lord to hear my Prayer,
But I’m starting to wonder God, are you still there?
I wish God would take the pain away,
And forgive me for all the sins I’ve committed and wash the dirt away
And make tomorrow into a better day.
They say God is always on time but sometimes his time and my time don’t always align,
But if He would just give me a sign
That He is still there
And that He heard This Sinner’s Prayer
I am truly a lover of poetry, whether it be concious poetry, poetry about love, life or awareness. i like to see people being creative and expressing themselves lyrically and sharing their inner most thoughts in stanzas and haikus or whatever!
My Love Affair with Writing
I fell in Love with her at a young age at a time I was going through a change mentally and physically. She came in and made a permanent home in my heart and soul. From the first time we met we connected and became one. She understood me and my ways. She read my mind and understood my words. She comforted and consoled me. She allowed me to lose myself in a perfect world that existed of only us two. She has always been there for me through all the good and bad times, heartaches and breaks, losses and gains. She reads my pain and feels my soul and heals my heart. She always lends an unbiased ear to my words and feeds back wisdom that is reflected upon her knowledge of life and love. She calms me like no human can, she listens to me when I need to express myself and eases the pain away with each word that she allows me to express to her. She holds on to my every word and reminds me often to hold true to what I have expressed to her. She is a reflection and expression of me and that’s why I love her. At times I have found it hard to find the right words to express to her how I felt and at times I’ve even neglected her, but she’s always awaiting my presence. We have only grown stronger over the years, as I grow she grows and we mature together and my love for her grows stronger. I fell in Love with her at a young age and I still love her today, My Love Affair with Writing. (c)