Why am I the unbeliever?Because I never trusted you?Cruel and deceitful Always expecting meTo be perfect and holyLike you, oh pious man You told me I was meantFor something more thanWhat was given to me.On God’s green earthThat it’s my destinyMy sole purpose The days grew into weeksWeeks grew into monthsMonths passed into yearsNo prayers answered ...

Bewildered at life I look at myself When shall I cross This moment despair Hate fills my body Wretched design No fuel to continue Empty on air This passage I ponder Shall it bring light? Or darkness of mind Hollow I drift My conscious betrays me Ode to the night For glory I’m sure Will ...

I have cried tears that could fill buckets. I cried tears when those very buckets turned to cold showers-cold, breath-catching. Then catching and cutting my heart, deep and sudden. I have cried tears that have turned into oceans. I would gladly cross for those that would follow after me.I know plenty who would never risk jumping a puddle to ...