Even the wilderness has an Oasis...The collection of poems below was born from a place of pain and depression. It brought with it hope and freedom.Came just when my soul needed rest. I have come to find beauty in this journey and I am forever greatful. To the reader experiencing something similar,I pray you find your Oasis A love that is secure and a hope that is ever flowing and overflowing. More grace to you. The masks🎭 I'm fine, you're fine We are all fine...except we are not We are just trying I'm fine, you're fine We are all fine...but truth be told We are just pretending to be fine They smile to hide their pain We laugh to mask our sorrows I've seen smiles hide the biggest tears, I've heard laughter that was loaded with grief. I've known people who were 'happy' yet very sad It's just smoke screens everywhere. ° They say, "Be yourself!" And when you are They say,"Not like thaaat!" Denying you the chance to be you (tea is full) How beautiful Welcome to my Youtube channel! Sad that you could join this charade I wonder how long we can keep it up -Lovely to make your acquaintance! 👔 I hear Kantai can tie a tie and he does it everyday, going to his old boring job. You probably don't want to tie a tie the way Kantai ties a tie ; I think this is a God approved brokenness Too tired of all the fake he see all the darn time Too many broken people Everyone is looking for something real Whatever real means We've gotten tired of pretending So now we are shedding all the negative vibes picked and packed over the years Our bodies are asking for a break Our minds are giving us the well deserved break ~depression. The despair and depression...¿ Done! Tired! Living is hard,leaving even harder But we do this everyday I need a balm for the soul To cure my wounded self. He's tired, reached the end of his rope He's standing at the edge of a building Deep breathes This could be it.... The heart of a little girl, drunk to the core Crying out loud to a Saviour. She fears he won't take her back. She's curled up in fetal position, Hoping this will be over soon.. 1.2..3... It could be over in a minute, It could be on for a lifetime Take your pick ¦-¦¤ An alabaster jar and a broken woman broken trying to stay together,pieces. 🏊 "You can't be drowning everyday...snap out of it!" As if telling your mind to stop fighting you was the easiest thing to do. 💤 I hate nights like this, where my sleep takes the day off and I'm left with my thoughts My dangerous,dangerous thoughts. ✍️ If you asked me,why I was still up at 3am I'd probably not tell you that I was writing poems For those yet to come in my blood,sweat and tears. 💉/🔫 The doctor said he'd give me a shot I asked which kind.. Next day I found him sprawled on the floor Bullet to his head He took the shot instead 😭🌚☺️🌝 He's laying in a strange bed, tossing and turning hoping for the morning -at the very least he had heard that joy comes in the morning- So he was going to wait for her To put a smile on his sullen face. Weeping had refused to let go of him all night long 🎼🎶🎵 This stopped being poetic This stopped being a song But it's become a dance, my last dance. No melodies can be heard anymore Just the cold air of the night Rustling through the leaves, as sadness engulfs every room. Tonight we sing, not your usual song But a dirge. A hero is born and another dies Yet joyful shouts don't rent the air Just dark clouds. "Would you dance, If I asked you to dance?" Probably not, I have the case of the two left feet Hope is a useless song,when one feels they have nothing to be hopeful for Love is a silly thing, when your heart has been broken Wings are non-essential, if they can't fly Or break your fall The place in-between💌Letters Someday I will write stories. Stories that for long have been untold. I will write secrets upon the heart of the earth Maybe even today I sent a letter to my lover On the way I lost it No one picked it up The wind just blew it away 🌊To whom it may concern, I'm writing to inform you that the banks of the river burst into flames or flamed into busts,or rivers broke the banks or the banks rode the storms... I guess you get the drift. 🔄Loop I want to stop everything Make it freeze Make it break. "Breathe!"They said. I don't know how to "It's going to be okay.." I don't know or think if it is The wheels of the bus go round and round ♒Waves I heard that the wind blows and moves in waves. I heard that we have waves as we cruise through life. I heard the roar of the raging rivers and the waves were violent. I heard of waves 👻Souls Rivers drown souls, souls swim in rivers But souls don't always drown And rivers don't always flow I heard stories of old. Of men with no faces, of men with no places Of men... 👀The eyes that see within Don't you know that it's rude to stare Stop staring! Stop looking at me! Close your eyes-drown me Close your eyes-breathe me Think(not) What do you feel? What do you want? Where are you going? What does your mind well up? Is it a spring? Wells " Where did you learn to write like this? You're so deep!" I have wells that run deep, I guess that's where I draw it from. Dear God, I wonder what its like to be you,Sometimes... Then other times I don't even think you exist I question everything, not because I don't believe but because I believe too much. The Awakening... 🌻 Today is a very good daaay, I love tomorrow and ye-ster-day But today...ah today is a very good day Healing is coming today Hope is what we hold on to and poems are what we lose ourselves in 🍁 If I asked for your name, would you tell it to me? If I sang to your sadness and pain,would it make it go away? You sang your song over me,your song came in to heal my parts. Let's be friends,just for friendship sake These broken hands could still embrace you This broken heart could still love you This brokenness could still be mended Go easy on me... "I worry about you, "said the lover to his beloved "I worry that one day you will leave me alone and that will break me!" I told him I'd stay, in the good and the bad I just didn't say how I'd stay ~I'm staying alive 💓 What is love that we crave its attention so bad? Love is a hope and hope is a song My lover is as giddy as a little girl. My lover tells me I am beautiful,sometimes I believe her Sometimes I don't. My lover is a Goddess clothed in secrets,you have to woe her to win her over My lover's arms have held many, rocking them to sleep Easing them from their discomfort. I danced to the flute, Melodically played by the wind. I hummed to the song That was sang by the trees I drummed to the beat of your heart Love. 👑 I know of a King Who rides on the wings of the Cherubim I know of a King,whose home is in glory. He is near the broken hearted -please don't hide your broken Your wounds are where the light shines through ~An invitation to draw closer 👼 Someday I will soar way up high with the eagles And on that great day, I will know What it truly means to be alive. We'll fly away to that place Of peace and quiet We'll find our way To that place where Milk grows and honey flows. ✊ I smell a revolution coming Y'all better be ready I hear it will be televised Only there won't be time to watch it Because we'll be it. 🕛 The clock ticked As if it was nervous about the time 🎆 I heard the children cried out, "Freedom! Freedom!" I heard the mothers danced To the sound of freedom I heard the fathers embraced freedom Ah...sweet sweet freedom.
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