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Still Missing You

Everyday, in all my years, I always  spoke to you.
But now, I'm forced to live my life especially anew.
Three years have gone by since I last heard your voice.
And I still feel as if my heart is being destroyed.
I never would of guessed, it would be this hard.
As I put being without you, in disregard.
At nights I feel ambivalent ,when my dreams are with you,
In hopes that when I wake up, I'll still see you.
But I'm always let down when reality kicks in.
That another day is to live without you and so painful to comprehend.
My life is different now and so am I.
I've had to relearn everything that I thought I knew in life.
Only this time,without you, being by my side.
It's hard some days and then some days seem better,
But the bad days are hard, almost too hard to endeavor.
I still get angry that you were taken away.
And how much I feel like I've been betrayed.
But I realize that these things had to happen for me to grow.
And to get to know myself,only by being alone.
Maybe missing you will get better with time.
Maybe this mountain will get easier and less difficult to climb.
However this journey ends up to be, 
I'll take every step still wishing you were right next to me.

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Let Love In

Past wounds and scars may shroud our hearts with pain,
Blocking out love, the beacon that guides our way.
But if we let love in and begin to let go,
We’ll learn that love is better if it’s shown.
For in the depths of darkness wounds lie deep,
Where scars of the past haunt our sleep.
But love’s light will shine through the pain,
Guiding us through its labyrinth domain.
Let go of the anger and let go of fear.
Let’s open our hearts to let love near.
For love is the music that carries on.
The melody that plays an everlasting song.
This love that surrounds us all,
Breaks down barriers, and tears down walls.
And at the end, love remains,
Transcending through the hurt of all past pain.
With love’s embrace, we’ll find our way.
And scars of the past will fade away.

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Why?

Why do we not listen? Why do we not hear the sound in the distance? Why do we feel we have to talk over a whisper? Why can't we hear a voice a little more crisper? Why do we doubt? Why do we feel we can go without? Why is this all that life's about? Why do we want more and need less? Why do we not already believe that we are blessed? Why do some of us believe that greed is the only way to bleed? When will we stop the violence? And will we start bowing our heads in silence? When will we start to believe? When will we start to grieve? How is there not something more powerful than me? When will love be the only thing that is? When will we realize the ONLY love is His? Why do we chase things that cannot be found? Why do we look in the wrong places to find love abound? When will we just take a moment to stop and think? Why can we not find the moment to just get our thoughts in sync? Why does life pass by in a blur?  Why do we sometimes wish we can go back where we were? Why do we strive for change if no one's willing to change? Why are the broken left to deal with the pain? Why can't we be thankful for each breath? Why  doesn't being alive reveal God's attest? Why are there more questions than answers? Why haven't we yet found a cure for cancer? Why is it that these questions seek so many replies?Why is it that we are told not always ask why?

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Bricks

Brick by brick, I built this home,
each piece with purpose, in which it owns.
It was the hardest task I ever did face,
As I made sure everything was in its right place.
Yet, suddenly, my house collapsed, tumbling to the ground.
My heart started drumming, I felt every pound.
Confused by the aftermath, and all the destruction in sight,
what caused this to happen, I pondered through the night?
Was it the weight of my burdens too heavy to bear?
Or the cracks in my foundation, too deep to repair?
I stood amidst the rubble, feeling lost and alone,
wondering how to rebuild what was once my home.
But as I sifted through debris, a realization grew
that sometimes I must let go and build something new.
Through destruction, there lies something beautiful underneath,
just believe in yourself and let your heart guide your feet.
Remembering that sometimes good things rest in a pit
and faith holds the purpose that mortars each brick.

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Wasted Years

Love carries on the life that we
possess.
We know this because hate and evil's
hunger is to oppress.
Yet we take love for granted and say
it's insignificant.
All the while, love comes steadfast
and diligent.
That being in disregard, it's easier
to be a part of the world's evilness,
And to succumb to its own feebleness.
We are a "right now", instant
generation.
We no longer have patience in everyday
situations.
We're in a hurry to go nowhere and
people are fighting to get there
first.
And getting there isn't worth all the
pain that is being dispersed.
We only get worse as each day goes by.
And no one takes the time out to find
out why.
We no longer carry the discipline that
was passed on throughout the years.
As well as lessons spoke of and passed
down to listening ears.
If we just take the time out to take a
look around.
We may be able to see what was lost
and where things are found.

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I'll wait for you

Each day, I long to feel your warm touch, your sweet affection,
Only truly satisfied when I’m yours and your hearts my possession.


Though rejection may linger, my heart will always stay,
I rise each morning eager, dreaming of you every day.

Misguided in the past by what I thought love could be,
I wandered through the shadows, feeling lost and empty.


Wondering why my heart felt like a fading, distant light,
Searching for the answers, with no hope I’ll ever find.

All my hopes of being loved became a distant fantasy,
Leading me to question if true love was really meant to be.


I came to terms with heartache, thinking love was just a game,
A fleeting, fickle notion, nothing to obtain.

Then, in divine timing, you stepped into my life,
From our very first encounter, my heart filled with delight.


You showed me real love, with no need for convincing,
Our hearts entwined so effortlessly, I found what my hearts been missing.

Yet beneath the surface, I battled demons deep inside,
In my struggle, I caused you pain, and your love began to hide.


How quickly a sweet melody can turn to disarray,
As if the devil beats the drums in a strings only symphony.

Then the pounding drowned the whispers of those I held so dear,
Pushing true love away that I looked for all these years. 


But here I stand, despite my faults, ready to wait for you,
Forever sorry for the hurt, for all the pain I put you through.

If I never feel your love again before my time is done,
Know that hope of us has kept me living on.


It saddens me to think of a world where we’re apart,
The day death shall come, may it take my broken heart.


But as long as I have air that my solid lungs can breathe,
May one day it be shared with you, with you right next to me.

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World of Name Irony

In this world of endless fame,
Where every creature has a name,
From the tiniest ant to the largest crane,
Each name represents its unique domain!
Some quite confusing to attest.
For some names you see, are not like the rest.
As quicksand being not so quick,
For sinking is sluggish, unlike the name depicts.
In a world of flavors, quite absurd,
A hamburger's name, it's often heard.
No ham inside, just beef's the word,
Between the buns, a treat reserved!
In the meadow's soft, serene twilight,
A firefly's glow, a tiny light.
What it's called may not be quite right,
It is but a beetle that's shining so bright.
In the meadows where they quietly crawl,
There lives the velvet ant, though not an ant at all.
With a coat of velvet, a guise so sly, the truth, it seems unrecognized.
In this world where language weaves its game,
A parkway we drive on, though 'driving' isn't its name.
And a driveway we park on, isn't that riddled insane?
Jumbo shrimp, a name that contradicts, 
The name, so opposite, and needing a fix.
For how can big and little be in one and coexist?
As well as the tiny giant, a very peculiar mix.
I ponder these names, so ironic and true.
 A symphony of words, a poetic debut.
 In this tapestry of life, where names are misconstrued.
As it's name is irrelevant,in which it concludes.

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Life's Purpose

We all are here to fulfill a divine purpose.
To know it requires the willingness to unmask what's beneath the surface.
Traumatic events that occur in our lives make it difficult to recover.
While in the midst of agony,we demand to know the reasons why we suffer.
Despair will break us down then build us up in so many ways.
As long as we continue with life, rather than taking an easy escape.
By choosing to accept life on life's terms, we are choosing to believe. 
Not only in ourselves, but in something higher than a man's prestige.
With belief, we begin to trust that love may not be a delusion.
With that, having hope to see past what's shattered and unsoothing.
Tragedies may intice us to feel abandoned and unloved.
Yet love doesnt leave us, but it is we who leaves love.
The quicker we learn to conquer the despair, the sooner we'll know love was always there.
What some of us may see as love is only a facade.
The real love we feel comes from The Almighty God.
If we search deep within ourselves, we will find out why we're here.
Even with that found, we still have more obstacles to persevere.
The courses we complete will build our soul. 
So, that we may leave here more righteous and bold.
For if we go to Heaven just as we are now, 
will we be worthy enough to be allowed?
Life is full of tests we take, only to study for it later.
It's the best way to consume love and become something much greater.
Enlightenment comes after we throw away our sorrows.
And remembering we are worthy of today and prominent for tomorrow.
With hope, we take that lesson and make it a part of ourselves.
And live by an example for everyone else.
A great idea can easily be thought up by one.
But it takes will and dedication for the act to be done.
Being aware of our own purpose just isn't enough. 
But to identify ourselves as what God intended, shows others true love.
Life's not about the amount of material that one can gain.
Although, that's the cause of ambition some of us strive to maintain.
It's only a distraction to hide the real truth.
So we may only see the world in it's trickery costume.
Following the will of God is the only true success.
And living out our purpose so that others may aspire to find themselves.

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I'm Only A Pill

I'm only a pill, But in time, I can cause great ill.
 I may provide a temporary thrill,
But beware, for I can take away your will.
If you continue to take me, a habit will form.
 Soon enough, addiction will swarm.
Without me, you'll tremble and shake, 
Believing you need just one more to take.
I'll consume your thoughts when you awake, 
But remember, I'm just a drug, for Hells' sake. 
At first, you may be curious, intrigued,
But soon enough, I'll bring you to your knees.
Just when things seem unbearable, indeed,
I'll turn your life into a torturous creed.
 If you find that taking me is worth the risk, 
then may the morning find you sick.
Your chances of breaking free will be slim.
I’ll take everything that’s a part of you, 
your soul I will win.
Obtaining me may be all too easy to try, 
And in your pursuit of a high, you may comply.
I speak no lies. I'll observe, satisfied, as you slowly die.

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Love's Cry

There's a moment everyday where we choose to listen to love or ignore its cry.
Though ignoring it gets easier when we don't even try.
We get so caught up in our own lives that we no longer endear.
Everyday we need to love ourselves and also our peers.
And to care about what's living in the world and not possessing things of the world.
Theres no victory at the end, for the most money someone has gained.
Only being alone with all the possessions that was strived to obtain.
All the while, having life wasted on things that clearly don't matter.
After all, it will be left behind with whatever was our stature.
Before its realized,a little too late,
Take time to love someone and someone's love, appreciate.
If were not willing to love one another, how can we expect a change?
By doing nothing, everything remains the same.
If we don't allow love to drive us, then evil gladly will.
There's plenty of vacancies awaiting love that we need to instill.
As time pushes us along, we continue to develop our own self-distractions.
We're becoming slaves of the world, instead of having love steer our every action.
Consequently, evil's tree of hate continues to grow.
And as long as we're helping it pollinate, then hate will bestow.
We all have a part in how the world blossoms.
To be a benefit, we need to look at ourselves and weed out the problems.
Once we rid ourselves of whats choking our soul,
Then love has room to spread and it's good will surely grow.
Unfortunately, love has been sadly pushed to the wayside.
It's even deemed ludacris and only in our mind.
Contrarily, love is meant to be the focal point of our lives.
And to do what's right knowing God is by our side.
Let's not allow satan to lure us into his game.
For it will only bring hardship and a life full of pain.
Some things of beauty is based solely on deception.
Like an oleander, so alluring, but has deadly poison in its possession.
In order for the radiance of love to flourish, it needs us to convey.
By us being it's vessel, and allowing it to guide our way.