Mourning the Living

Morning by morningthe fields grow. Evening by eveningthe blooms show. Slowly, yet steadily,decay sets in.Slowly, and progressing,the reality of sin. How quick and howbeautifulthe flower grows and blooms.How quick and howdarkeninglife fades into doom. Oh, howthe child laughsaround the deatharound him. Innocently, unaware, of the death realityLiving in him. Oh, how the young manthinks he…

Oppressed (My Body No Choice) | Christian Poem

Note: Not sure if because of the nature of the poem the post is getting missed. I have tried to limit the amount of tags as well to see if that would make a difference. Today's post I originally wrote in February of last year (2023), it was the subject I decided for Valentine's day.…

Filthy Pig Rags

Trash filled my heart.Trash filled my brain.Trash I delighted in. Trash was my gain. I didn’t seek the diamonds.The jewels which wouldn’t burn.I sought the compost pile.Broken things, unlearned. Earthly rotten filth. Made my home decompose. No distinction of value. Only death and woes. I gluttoned for the darknessCloaked myself in sin. Scorned at righteous…

Withered

Withered and brokenI walk along. Hopeless and doubtful my heart belongs.Mindlessly goingwhere ere I feel.Darkness is pullingand time failsme.Shriveled and shakingmy bones broken. Coldness is chillinghate spoken. Further along.just one more step.Death will be callingand my heart’swept. Night calls.Night falls.A different Voice speaks,and night fades. I was in darkness 24/7.I didn’t know what was day.…

Old Woman in the Mirror

Stuck inside my head.I think I know what I’m doing. Immediately the wounds erupt. I see what’s uncovered. I feel the air.Pain thought forgotten, but it’s always been there.Darkness pulling and yearning. Pride screams and criesit’s not enough. Always eager for the next adventureyet lamenting before anything’s begun. Struggling and turning inwardfinding and seeking affirmation,…

Holes, Filth, And Christ (Christian Poem)

Empty heart, I thought. Loud mind, I thought. Empty hands, I thought. Whispers, all the whispers. Never realized the darknessoh, the darkness that consumed me. A lover of darkness. And then the burning light. The awful burning firewhich revealed a stench, a decay, within me. I saw the holes within my heart. I saw the…

Battle Inside (Christian Poem)

I am breaking within my mind.Struggling, holding to what’s mine.Fighting, screaming, believe I’ve got it. Thoughts break, and I slip away from You. How long will this keep going on? How long till I’m broken through? Darkness laughing. Something stirs. Fire starts catching. I can feel my sin start to burn. Will I ever learn?…

You Are I AM (Christian Poem)

Lord, I have this hamster wheelinside my head. I keep staying still. Moving, but never moving.Like something is always at my heel.How can I let go? Can You open these clenched hands? Even when I am strugglingYou are I AM.Even when I can’t feelYou are I AM. So many timesI forget. I’m not running to…

Oppressed (My Body No Choice) | Christian Poem

Friends, today I share a topic that I know brings up immediate thoughts and feelings. A poem that I know is painful, infuriating, and personal. I think every woman has thought of whether she wanted or did not want children. For over six months, I’ve been praying, writing, and researching. Today’s poem may not be…

I Am My Own Destruction | Christian Poem

On the surface, it seems calm. But a battle rages on. Inside my head.Screams of living versus dead. Like a picture perfect framePeople think they know. I’d like to believe the gamebecause I’m the puppet to my show. Lie after lie, life goes on. I try to find worth. What do I deserve?What is the…