Wind of Change (139/365)

And don’t we all play our parts so well?
Smile for the camera
Who is more easily influenced than a man?
Entirely predictable
So what makes you think your opinion
Will be an adequate impetus for change?
Given the summation of forces
In a man’s life
What compels the heart to act in futility
And what drives the heart to certain victory?
Let me catch that wave
Breathe that air
Move in that tide
Let me be a force for change

In Dying We are Born (137/365)

The more I know about love
The farther my journey seems
I feel desperate, I feel angry, unloved and tired
God is making me rely on him
For my rent, my sustenance, my happiness
And it feels like I might die
I won’t go down without a fight
So misery haunts me
And joy mocks me
I’m tired of learning
It’s too painful
Ignorance must be bliss
I want so badly to be the person
Who writes my poems
Of faith, hope, and love
And not the pitiful failure
Who curses and sulks and grinds her teeth
When will she just die?

Deep (132/365)

We all have our tendencies
That keep us from each other
Relationships that get deep
Reveal the armour we wear
Far under our clothes
We more than reproduce
We aren’t satisfied with bodies
We must bear our souls
And expose the hidden nature
Peeling layer by dirty layer
Opening the scabs
Until the light shines out pure and unveiled
A glimmer keeps hope alive
Through hard times and fear
Until that sweet day when love conquers all