Hooked

 

I wait for you like the stars wait for the sun to leave the sky, so they can be seen.

I'm always there but never aware, does anyone notice, or would they even care.

I'm powerless when you come around my heart jumps up, my eyes fall down.

I'm Hooked.

I wait for you with baited breath, I draw you in, this dance with death.

A poison to me slowly kills my being, I know your bad and it makes me sad,

It makes me weak and draws me closer, to intoxicating to resist, the temptation of that deadly kiss.

Hooked.

When I first found you I was down, you lifted me up so I kept you around.

My very first high, you took me to flight, you stayed with me and I slept through the night. Hooked.

In my teen years you became a part of me, always around, your hand you would lend, always right there when I needed a friend.

I would sneak out at night, my parents, I'd fight. To be by your side I would claw and I'd bite.

Hooked.

I went off to college, I left you behind, my body would shake as you invaded my mind.

Hooked.

You’re now a disease, so filthy, I'm scared. A plague to my life and that leaves me impaired.

I leave you again, realize your no friend, you haunt me and stalk me, will this ever end.

Hooked.

I finally got married with kids of my own, you still show your face, you’re a dog, I'm your bone.

Your chewing me up, I get smaller each day. I'm weaker, I'm meeker as I wither away.

Hooked.

Now I'm divorced, you have caused me such pain, I can not escape you, you drench me like rain.

HOOKED.

Your name is addiction, a blasted affliction , kicked me out of my mind like a deadly eviction.

You are killing me now, I've one foot in the grave, I've done this myself, now myself I must save.

Hooked.

My body is frail now, so trembled and shook, I must win this fight,

NOW I must get unhooked.

Chains

 

How do you break the chains in your mind,

that keep you restrained and leave you so blind.

You toss and you turn as you lay in that bed,

self pity and loathing just scream in your head.

Imprisoned by love that once you both shared,

the scars turn to bars that your heart must now bear.

That heart beating deep in the pit of your gut,

your head pounding fierce when your mind just won't shut.

How do you break those chains in your mind,

when sadness and anguish are all you can find.

You quiver your lips and you wrinkle your nose,

your tears have run dry so the anger explodes.

Forgiveness is key to the healing you need,

it is not for them, but so you can be freed.

Let go of that anger that runs through your veins,

it is there you find freedom to break free from those chains.

Coming Soon!

 Coming soon

Hand

 Hand

Jesus I'm praying please lend us your hand,

so many are dying, we don’t understand.

A virus has come and it touches us all,

the young and the old, even strong ones will fall.

The pain that it brings just keeps spreading so fast,

it's taking your world, won't you please take it back?

I know that your hurting, from those turned away,

but many still love you and many still pray.

I know you'll return and in time they will see,

that through all the time, Jesus you'll always be,

the healer the savior the king of all lands,

and this virus will die when it touches YOUR hand.

To Cold to Cry

 To Cold to Cry

When did this world turn to cold to cry,

compassion is rare and emotions have died.

People are lost and no one seems to care,

making it worse as they point or they stare.

Some are pathetic and others are mean,

laughing and scoffing or causing a scene.

Our people need help and depression is real,

its time we take action, its past time we heal.

Its time to stop fighting and digging up bones,

the hating, the baiting, the throwing of stones.

It starts in our hands, for we each hold a key,

to pass down the love and compassion they need.

Our children bring change when we show them the way,

with hope love and kindness we must start today.

There's hope for tomorrow if each of us try,

this world doesn't have to stay to cold to cry.

 Depression is a shadow.

Depression is a shadow, always lingering, always there.

Sometimes it is in front of you disrupting your view making it hard to navigate. 

Sometimes your on top of it, seemingly in control but always on that edge.

Sometimes it is behind you, always nipping at your heels, always waiting for the next time it can overtake you and leave you in the dark again. 

Depression is a shadow that even in the brightest light is still there and like the voice in your head it is always there.

Depression is a shadow.

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