Only He Can Undo
In a way, this worn-out frame is becoming something new…but, there’s hardly anything aversion and/or love together can undo
I still haven’t even realized myself in a long while…
I have accidently lost hundreds of my poetry documents unfortunately – it’s like the frustration due to searching for a misplaced shoe
Hm, well, I don’t even have a phone number to dial!
Because I haven’t had a phone in a few months now…
Because I haven’t had a paycheck forever…somehow…
Yeah, something’s missing in the equation of our empathetic, elegant endurance as a bigger whole
Someone has decided to leave me to grieve on an empty mattress and some blankets
Words and such can’t fill in this gap in this life that I long for – let life takes its terribly peculiar toll
I’m the one that can’t sleep countless nights…constantly awakened by sudden regrets
Because I haven’t changed one bit nowadays it seems…
I guess I am this living nightmare, cradling broken dreams!
Can’t help, but be angry – I let the tears reverberate through my brain of I’m-still-alive
I’m sorry, I can’t help myself…or yourself…
I yelp for help – that same help I’ve hoped for for many years…but, I know I will survive
I’m a worthless magazine on a lonely shelf
Because I was left in the arms of demons instead of angels…
Rejection accepted me in its shards of shame in all angles…
Instead of engrossing my time into sorrow,
I will look forward to another sweet tomorrow…
Hoping that yesterday decays into the delirious shroud of clouds – now, that would be sublime!
Multi-dimensional delusions and corrupted trances filled my gullible, childish gaze once upon a time
Because I am still that foolish, insecure, young man who’s becoming wise very little by little…
The past decisions I made…I just wish they wouldn’t reflect me, making my faith so brittle…
I will keep on reading the Psalms and the Proverbs for the uplifting of His spirit inside me…
I will keep on reading and skimming through the pages of ancient Knowledge of truth, you see?
I will have blissful benevolence and a sacred, exceptional love from God that I can’t quite put a right finger on
Unconditionally, I will keep pressing on, even if dread and deceit try to come my way before the break of dawn
I will try to have confidence and humility all the days of my life
I will persistently persuade pride to leave along with selfish strife
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2017
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