Spelling's such a stupid thing
to get freaked out about
Of this, I am very shure
~ In fact, I have no dout
With each day being the same and the outlook looking bleak
She felt such self-blame that about it she could barely speak
For it was always there, playing over and over again in her mind
By feeling so bare, it was just simple peace she could not find
She tried many different things but each of them would fail
And the heartbreak that that brings with a psyche so frail
She was seeing no way out, no way to possibly change
When in the deepest of her dout she felt something strange
A sudden calmness came over her body a simple peace in her mind
Like some one had set her free breaking all those chains that bind
And as she continued looking at the Cross tears coming to her eyes
Completely at a loss in seeing the one thing she didn't realize
By looking in all the wrong places she hit all those dead ends
Which by His Mercies and Graces, Jesus had already made amends
In realizing came this relief as that whole burden just lifted away
Giving Jesus all het grief gave peace a chance to have a say
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you.
Not as the world gives do I give to you.
Let not your hearts be troubled,
neither let them be afraid.”
John 14:27
if you feel it
than seal this
you can't miss
sing dance or prance
no dout speak out
don't sit
GO FOR IT
I m just a small town country
girl and I guess i cant complain,
Even when everything seems
so wrong and I feel like i'm
going insane
I know that crazy feeling wont
hang around that long,
Cause the people in my family
help me relize that i am strong,
So when you think that uve hit
rock bottom and ur livin life in
dout,
U just gotta take the time to
look around and u'll always find
a way out,
Its the lil things that matter
most , these lil things people
dont take time to see,
Could be the only thing in this
world that will ever set you
free!!
i stare at this blank page in
front of me
and think
i am the only one out of sync
living on this narrow plain
nothing ever changing
everything always the same
day in day out
everything perfect
no worry or dout
its summer year round
but theres no color
just constant sound
into the ocean i want to drift
my life feels so empty
But i have a special gift
i have the gift to feel
i am told special things
they tell me what is really real
they tell me of a time
where people would beg and
steel
my gift helps me see
i almost see color
but im alone
because its only me
im alone and lost in a perfect
world
far far away
lives a girl with nothing left to
say
tears tumble down her pale
white cheeks
but they're are all getting used
to it
because she has been crying
for weeks
she only wanted one thing
it was a small diamond ring
the ring was to set on her
finger
and by her side
a man to linger
her world soon proved
it wasnt so great
for they cast away
her one and only true soul
mate
their love was one that would
last
for forever
but now because of them
it would last for never
oh the pain!
how it never changes
but stays the same
she feels so lost
in a world so framiliar
she turns round and round
on this cold life less land
she wants to scream
and she wants to shout
but she she is haunted by that
shadow of dout
so she cries
and slowly kisses old happy
dreams
goodbye
" Angels kind of love"
Angels do excist, and their no demons in heaven,
leaves us walking in hell.
Just remember evil only lives
If it lives in you.
They excist to remind us of divinity we all share.
So I start Like this I can't help but to persist. And insist
intuition is stronger than words tell
And to love is to know to understand.
The angel of love or goddess
Of such it lights the heavens
Is pure living poetry and the hottest star in the sky
Divine love is used to bring
More love to breathing life
And independent soul now more
Strong independent but created to bring life to those
shrouded in self dout. Sickness and put out.
The truth of it is love is ment to be given. And shared
among those
Who feel they can get a angel
Then fear of loosing steal her halo
That halo ain't just a hat
But her wings will carry her
When the time comes for her time to enjoy selfless
love and her halo
Was Always inside her.
It is lighting a path on earth
For a angel among man
Who's task Was kindness among greed, and gluttony
And the weakness of loosing all he had
Fell to dark and tho he tried
A light from an angel
Kept my heart alive.
My love got rejected
my heart was missdirected
this pain he caused still hurts me strong
with no strenth left to just move on
he hurt me bad
it cut me deep
awake at night unable to sleep
overlooking the truth
im in denial
i wont be happy for awhile
how could he do this
what have i done
to deserve all this pain thats recently begun
the day i forgive him and move on without a dout
is when hes sorry for what he did
and not sorry that i found out.
-Spencer Coggsdale dedicated to Brandon Castillo
My life is a tragic story
you read about
that kind of thing that
would made you sick
to dream about
but when you have a child
it's one of those things you
have to think about
and never question them
nor ever show dout
Mother you should have known
I'd never lie to you
you should have seen
then little girl inside of me
but how crazy am I for
even thinking you'd care
it's my life
be my hated affair
I didnt have to problem
to be the one to hate class
to me is was another pass
from the life of glass
i knew one day I wouldn't
be able to take it and it'd just shatter
instead my head was filled with
laugher, ringing in a painful screech
no reason to give a hopeless speech
of how right and wrong
effected me
or how his choices
made me into me
the angered, crazed and
halmful daze of a child left behind
I am a child to a mother
who was meant to be born blind
uncertainty in enough for dout
but when i scream
it lessens the crowd
who listens
as i try to be heard
as these
cuts i make
in another splur
of anger and shame
by my life unchanging
so cold and a girl
who was everyones baby
now is a cruse
she trys to love and it always hurts
for every time she touches a life
they brake her down
with abuse in mind
she's stuck in
a broken life
with a thought of suicide
or a touch of fatal demise
I t rains feathers on are soul.
Strong breaths blows like the wind up against my neck.
Listen to the sounds she makes :its like lion roars or thunderous storms.
Light shines on are faces as we blast off into the sky.
You can call us two birds of a feather or two feathers of a bird how we float lightly threw the
breath of god.
We are the stars the moon the heart of love .
When we cry together the tears don’t fall they float into each other arm and soak into are blood
to reconnect are hearts .
We are the light to the dark.Nothing shines brighter then are love.
The sun eyes leak when it sees us .
We brush are dead feather on the ones who dout are happiness.
Jus cause we rise when they fall They try and grab are wings an try and pull us to there level
but were to far gone .
Nobody knows me..
everyone thinks they do..
the only thing ppl know is what i present
to them...
im a writter and theres no dout
about it..ask me no questions..
this is me and this is what i want to be..
the real me..
not something some one wants me to be..
the real me..
i had no choice but to let ppl see...
now they dont beleive in me...
they want me to be a failure...
and never see me succed...
but i will and i hope every one will..
really know me when i
grow up to be WHAT I WANT TO BE!!!
Its a new me..
new life..that nobodz has ever
seen..yes im mean..
but thats jus the real me..
nobody will understand the real reason to live..
now and days money is all ppl got...
but when its all gone then what..i hope yuh dont come askin me...
because dont forget IM MEAN...
People gather from all the nations,
Eating, drinking and cheeering,
At the sight.
Christ the savior,
Expected tonight
Abundence of joy,
No dout in this day,
Decorations of holly,
Look at what he has created,
Open hearts,
Violence be gone
Every where there is faith
I t rains feathers on are soul.
Strong breaths blows like the wind up against my neck.
Listen to the sounds she makes :its like lion roars or thunderous storms.
Light shines on are faces as we blast off into the sky.
You can call us two birds of a feather or two feathers of a bird how we float lightly threw the
breath of god.
We are the stars the moon the heart of love .
When we cry together the tears don’t fall they float into each other arm and soak into are
blood to reconnect are hearts .
We are the light to the dark.
Nothing shines brighter then are love.
The sun eyes leak when it sees us .
We brush are dead feather on the ones who dout are happiness.
Jus cause we rise when they fall
They try and grab are wings an try and pull us to there level but were to far gone .
The day after everyone knew
and it was him they were after
The day after that it started
to hit me as I cried for hours
The day after they still
couldn't find him
A week went by and my
dreams were all gone
Then two weeks more and
the pain felt the same
A month and a week some
started to dout me
Four months later and
I try to ignore it
Now it's been about a
year some have forgotten
but I remember how
it hurt the day after Marshel.
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