Dreams

My shattered dreams are broken glass on pavement;
They are no longer flourishing like bees to their queen;
My faith needs to ignite like fireworks on the day of independence;
My heart once glowed like the sun but now is a burned bulb;
I search for the right path but only to find a dozen wrong trails;
Why is it that the darkness never ends for me?

My memories are filled with pain and pure never-ending malice;
My flower never appears to blossom, but shrivels;
I see no light at the end of the never fading, ever deepening tunnel;
The fun times I recall were trying to imagine a better life;
My closest friend is only a wispy figment of my illusion-filled imagination;
Is there no hope for me?

This dark abyss is so empty; there is nothing for me;
I am alone, I am so unloved that I don’t even have a shadow;
I am a puny, pathetic little weed with no purpose in life;
Even in my own person-filled world, I’m the only one I know;
My heart is fragile, for it can easily be broken, torn to pieces;
I am a bomb without a fuse for I am dying to explode;
Why must this unbearable suffering continue until I am in ruins?

I see something ahead of me, something effulgent;
This masochistic beast hurls its body towards me;
I duck but it grabs me before I can slip away.
Its touch is very warm, not bitter at all;
All my problems seem to disappear;
These atrocious yet kind arms hold me secure;
Why does this feel so empathetic?

I don’t belong here, something is not right;
I am feeling blissful inside, but what is wrong?
My hatred seems to meander away;
The beast that once was enraged is now at peace;
What is this irrevocable love doing in my life?
~Samantha Cornish~

Just a little something i felt like writing

I've fallen to pieces. I'm hopeless. Will anybody ever understand what I've been through? Everything is so far away. At times, I feel like a thoughtless, masochistic beast. Yet at others, I am a pensive little creature. I see the changes all around me. Sometimes I feel like I don't belong. I am the person under the bridge. I portray a life of helplessness and concern. I am concerned for the world around me for they are clueless.

I am the surgeon. I help mend people's hearts everyday. Whether they are bruised, torn, shattered, or even missing pieces. As i watch the world whirl by, I ponder if I should remain uncomfortable in my pit of malice. The mysterious thoughts of this world are unfathomable. I strive to go on, to grasp what little hope I have left draining out of my ever-so-limp body.

Hola!!

Yo creo que todo el mundo debe saber Jesus Cristo! Yo quiero ellos creer que Jesus puede ahorrar y no importa lo que Jesus estara alli. Siempre. En mi vida, yo han experimentado tanto dolor porque personas arruinado gran parte de mi vida. Yo diria que Dios salvo mi vida porque yo estaba en una situacion donde mi vida podria haber terminado pero Dios ayudo a mi. El siempre estuvo alli para mi! Si usted crees que Dios siempre estara ahi y que El puede salvarte, su fe crecera tanto porque usted lo ama mucho mas. Si usted esta sufriendo, busque a Dios para que El siempre esta alli a tu lado. El no puede hacer mal, El es perfecto en todos los sentidos. El conoce cada pensamiento o sueno. Esto es lo que yo le diria a una persona que no tiene fe en Jesus Cristo. Si no crees, El no ayudo.