Winter

Survivor

In the depths of sorrow, she once did dwell,

A heart once whole, an aching shell.

Yet through the pain, she found her way,

And emerged from darkness into the day.

A woman of strength, of courage untold,

Her spirit resilient, heart longs to be whole

Though scars may linger, they do not define,

For in her eyes, a spark of love still shines.

I knew her then, I know her still,

Through every trial, up every hill

For in her scars, I see her beauty,

A testament to her unwavering duty.

Will she love again, after such despair,

Can she trust once more, truly care.

A special soul, the rarest kind,

Daily mending the pieces left behind.

Here's to the woman who survived,

Whose love and strength will forever thrive.

In heaven’s embrace, may she find her peace,

In an endless love that will never cease.

Refuse The Refuse

Relationships can be a cross to bear

Shedding tear after tear watching your heart tear

You find yourself coupled with someone obtuse

Lacking the wherewithal to refuse the refuse

Looking past subtle differences til deal breakers are displayed

The heart becomes number after a number of days

You long for love, happiness, and want more respect

Knowing the object you desire is the one you should object

Set aside goals and dreams for someone who deemed them trivial

Until you reach a point where you refuse refuse individuals

Hell-bent on being content finding that happy ever after

Dispelling thoughts of being too close to close another chapter

Draft a few lines rehearse in your mind just how it’s going to end

How to intimate closure to someone who’s an intimate friend

Over time you’ll be more inclined as you’re determined not to lose

Resolute and filled with fortitude as the refuse you now refuse

Seasons Change

Times no respecter of person, has no special friend

All things that have a beginning someday will also end

Optimism breeds delusion of joy as each new chapter begins

Feelings cloud the heart and mind until one day hope’s light goes dim

There’s never been a common cure for the heart that’s been bewitched

Nervous energy, feelings of glee, love songs in the perfect pitch

Then overnight an eclipse of light as if someone flipped a switch

Yesterday’s news becomes the blues trying to pull your heart out a ditch

Now ain't that a Bitch!

Tear Drops in Time

Tear drops in time they often tell a story of their own

Enveloping emotions, oft time the way feelings are shown

Sometimes expressing happiness, other times sadness and pain

Always letting out what’s ails you as the heart they look to sustain

You can find them aligned with prayer as they open heaven’s door

The two remain a constant cure by which problems exist no more

After you pray the tears fade away your mind and soul gain peace

For you know the trials of yesterday will no longer give you grief

When times get rough and pain runs deep know it’s ok to cry

When you start the day before you pray, God already had a reply

He’s a constant friend who never fails no need to harbor doubt

Before the tears begin to come from within He’s already worked it out.

Sacrificed

It’s ironic how the heart still hurts even when you’ve seen it coming

You begin to prepare thinking you’re aware to cope and afford numbing

It’s been said the heart can fool the wise, it’s impossible to know it

My current situation warrants lacrimation, but this is how I show it

What didn’t go right, reflection in hindsight, when there is nothing left

Circumstances suffocate the soul until you’re down to one last breath

With this breath I whisper a prayer asking Him to restore new life

As another chapter comes to an end and my hearts been sacrificed.

Can Heaven Wait

Can heaven wait one night?

Or has my soul been darkened in its final hour

Enclosing itself in a world of sin

Falling victim daily to persuasive powers

Is there still a pardon for my plea?

Or does heaven no longer hear me

Have I grieved that voice inside my mind?

Was His effort in vain did I waste His time?

Letting all the lust of this world in

Daily letting Him down breaking the heart of a friend

One who showed unconditional love

Yet I couldn’t even keep focus above

Did my defenses weaken from the inside?

Starving my spirit feeding my pride

Seems it all may have cost me my soul

Gone so far astray can I still reach my goal?

Is my goal still my destination?

As my mind yields to positive persuasion

Can my spirit be fed?

Is it just presumed dead?

Or have I lost all hope for salvation?