Poetry

By: Alisa ©

my body is slowly decaying,
my mind is withering away,
my love for you is growing,
my passion to praise you is strong,
your love is
unfailing,
so to you I
hold on.


>my wrist is bleeding and it feels so good it takes away the pain i feel inside, but i know it wont last for it will soon be back, so i get through another day and try to forget the past, why am I here is the only thing I ask, my life is such a mess so don't you ever ask i will tell you I’m ok but look into my eyes you will know its a lie, so give me gun i will end it tonight.WAIT!


i found why I’m alive. Jesus loves me oh why couldn't I see? Jesus I give you my life because you have made me, now I see who I can truly be, so take this gun its not what i need replace it with Jesus and now I’m free!

>weather I’m happy or sad, alone or in the crowd you stay by my side, when I’m having trouble in life you hold me tight and say it will be alright, hoe could I ever repay the love you give? you died for me so i will live for you.


>she sits there on her floor shedding a tear for every lost dream, the blood from her wrist is thick, as she sings of being alone she writes on her arm she wants to give up her life, if only she could see its not to late for her, listen to her story and maybe you will see that, that girl.................. was me...............................


>there's a fire that burns inside i just can't explain, I’m just so happy my spirit is dancing as your upon me, I’m crying, I’m laughing, I’m singing I’m dancing, i love you lord and will always need you.

 

  

 

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