There is much that one can say
There is much that's best unsaid
And my mind begins to fray
My soul feels left for dead
But of course I know the truth
And I know that You can save
Still I remain quite confused
I wonder if it's worth the pain
After all the lights have dimmed
And I am alone with You
I realize You've erased my sin
You want me to be made new
Awkward, uneasy and afraid
Being alive is a shock to the soul
You tell me that I can be brave
It will all be better when I am whole
28 December 2008
from 12 november 2007
written by amanda at 10:43:00 PM 1 thoughts
27 December 2008
dirt path
leads to nowhere
rocks under your feet
the sun over your head
this road
goes to no place
why do you still travel it?
written by amanda at 12:07:00 PM 0 thoughts
25 December 2008
a sampling of recent work
(date unknown)
Lesser, maybe, am I
Than those who've gone before
Empty, maybe, am I
To those who've had more
Wanting, although, to try
To fly like they have soared
----------
(date unknown)
Please, dear
Open now
Your heart is
Going to swallow you whole
because,
It now craves
something
That is in the hollow distance
----------
(date unknown)
Nonsensical---
You are, it is.
This whole planet
revolves around
the non-sequitor
and misses
the point
entirely.
----------
(date unknown)
When the song in your heart
Matches not the rhythm of the drums
When you play your part
But it all comes undone
When your feet falter on your favorite street
And your eyes can't remember the flowers
Remember, you still may yet meet
Something that will bring meaning to this hour
----------
8 September 2008
Oh God, where are we now?
Now that we've so boastfully cast you aside.
We now make grand attempts
To piece our frail souls back together
on our own
and it's all in vain
all in vain
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1 December 2008
The flower in it's season, blooms
Stands tall, then withers and meets it's doom
Same with the trees, though it's years be longer
And yes, with man, lest their hearts be stronger
Yet no man, valiant, and at his best
Can stand and brave the approach of death
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2 December 2008
Here, I am, alone
No one to observe
The empty chairs
And the baristas
Are my only company
The music from the speakers play
A solo for me, solo
'Tis an interesting thing
To sit in a coffee shop, alone
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24 December 2008
In the dark
to me, you came
I can't believe
You know my name
because I've long forgotten Yours
You promise me
a whole new life
You sing to me
sweet songs of light
my soul has never felt so whole before
----------
24 December 2008
Melodies of your love
gracefully echo
across the empty corridors
of my heart.
I never want to forget that sound.
Your mercy now takes
my trembling hand
showing me
what it means
to be alive.
written by amanda at 11:06:00 AM 1 thoughts