Where’s My Savior?

Where’s my savior?
Someone come rescue me. I need some guidance, come set me free.
I can’t behold my life any worse. I can’t see past this hurt, my curse.
I hate my life! She screams. She yells to no one. I amount to completely nothing. I swear I’m done.
I can’t live this way anymore with no one to in my corner sent.
She curses God with great resentment.
I’m alive yet I feel so alone. People try but they just don’t know.
No one understands, and I’m tired of explaining.
Maybe I’m just not fit for His training.
I had happiness, but it probably was false.
Everything good in my life defrauding should be lost.
I don’t deserve anything, look at the life I’ve lived?
Look at me. I’m the thing that God could never forgive.
Where is my savior? No where in view.
So to her life she says a quick adieu.
As she lay there cold with her last breath she asks, “God why couldn’t you free me?”
He responds hurt to his heart “Because… in every good moment I gave you, you refused to see me.”

I am willing to lift up any soul come under to me for shelter
To the best of thy power, to the lengths of thy ability…
Thou shalt not falter
Give me the hands of those in need, take them at will.
Turn no one down who asks for little, in need of much…
For he that turns away has and will face the very torment of their onlookers
…onlooking
Thou shalt not falter
Thou shalt not fall into the pit of darkness..
For there is always light, there is always hope.
Empathize.. and participate…
Sympathize… and leave not to fate…
What desicions you make…
and
Thou Shalt Not Falter

Thou Shalt Not Falter- an original poem

Those who are gone suffere no more.
After they shut there eyes, the doors are closed.
The horrible is no more known, no more felt, no more shown–
Shown to others or themselves, it is no longer possible.
Grieve, because yes, this is normal and an inevitable sight for all.
But do not stay this way your whole life…for they do not grieve…do they?
Those who are gone, are not gone completely.
Discover them within yourself, Always living.
Forgive all who are like yourself- imperfect..human…mortal.
Live to live freely for those who go against this ….
Come constant pain, grief, constant worry ….
They know not of what to do, where to go
-for life is lost without its meaning
-meaning- being human; meaning being: forgiveness-moving on.
Move on from all and all shall continue -whether or not you do-
Those who continue to be; even through death, move on.
Dedicated to Alex Williams

Those- an original poem

What are loves devices?
Pain, tears, sacrifes…
The pain of love strengthening;
The tears personifying pure joy;
The sacrifices of better judgement;
Love is when words never suffices.
Love is when you don’t critisize ones vices.
Love can never be described;
Just inscribed.. on my heart… on yours…
Sincerely,
Loves Devices

Loves Devices- an original poem

Loves Devices