I’m moving out of my home soon and it’s been a struggle to accept that. It’s rare to find somewhere that you feel completely comfortable, happy, and has your unique touches to it. This home, in particular, has been very special to me… It’s been my solace in a very challenging 2 years.
Of course life gets messy,
But this was somehow more
I have felt like I am at a standstill.
I thought I had all my garbage put together
just to find it overflowing
Sometimes, it’s okay, even good, to watch life go by.
but really, I had given up on a lot of things
All the coffee
And all the chocolate in the world didn’t fix it.
Cause I just couldn’t measure up to standards I thought had been set for me.
My path was being blocked, again and again.
And disappointments seemed to follow me
dreams and hopes started to fade
But things have begun to clear, and hopes are being renewed.
Because as I look at the Son, I can see, and feel, much more clearly.
And now, my struggle is renewed. Moving will not break me, but grow me.
I’ll miss you Apartment D
If you can’t see very far ahead… Go ahead as far as you can see – Dawson Trotman
Everyone’s a terrorist at heart,
vile- the core of humanity-
wrapped in self-justification
of morbid worship-
always, always dead.
Don’t you say it.
Don’t you say I’m wrong-
look inside- it’s there! the corpse,
leaking, oozing immorality.
HE says its not in me,
but I say,
Lurking there, beneath my skin.
Decomposed at the core,
trying, once again,
HE says I’m clean,
pure as untouched snow.
HE claims HE sees within,
and roars life into my lungs.
In and out-
until it becomes habitual living.