"WE NEED GOD"
in this time of life when you are
young, there is not much to do
or hear.
in this time when there
is sex
around every corner,
there is little hope for faith
and love.
we stand here in this place we call
life being hurt and sorry for every
thing we do, is there nothing that can be
done?
fear is in our hearts
and so is hate
we see nothing
but our selves
and care nothing
about anything.
our inocents
is gone
and so is our lives
we need god right now more
than any thing else, we don`t need
mtv we dont need boybands or pop
we don`t need rebellion or anger
we don`t need baggy pants or spicked up
hair nor tattos on our boddies or peircings
in our flesh.
we need god we
need god
we need his love and
his care
stop fighting and bickering
stop judging stop hurting know and care
be free in god and life!
for
we need god!
E.C.W.
"PAIN"
Pain within from knowing
what I`ve done.
Pain that swirls
and festers.
Pain that wont
go away.
The suffering
I feel is
nothing copmared to
what he
endured.
And even after knowing that I continue to sin
I continue to brake his heart every time
I choose my way over his.
In me is the desire to to do rong.
In me is evil,
but then too
is in me God and love
and joy
and kindness beyond compare.
There too is pain and sorrow and hurt and
despare.
Where can I go to clean my
life from this pain?
Where can
I go for redemtion from my past?
Where can I go to feel his warmth again?
I miss that warmth that surrounded me.
I miss that voice that comforted me.
I miss not feeling the pain that has been engraved
in my soul.
How do I see him again?
How do I let him in again?
How
do I say I`m sorry after all I`ve said and done?
After all he`s done for me?
After all the times he never left?
After all the times he never said goodbye
to me after I said goodbye to him?
It hurts alot to know that I`m causing him pain.
It hurts to know that he still loves me
It hurts to know that he`ll never leave me
no matter how much I try and make him.
No matter what I do and no matter how I hurt him.
No matter how much I cause him pain.
And I cry now for no aparent
reason
at least that`s what
I say to my self,
but in side
I know it`s because I cause
him pain and because I`m foolish in every way.
And most of all cause I am constantly leaving him
when he has never left me!
THE END
E.C.W.
"Life"
Life is hard when your young!
It moves and turns and changes
with
the wind.
It makes you cry, it makes
you
laugh and it makes you want to
fly.
Life hurts sometimes.
You wish you could escape or even
just stay, but it`s there all the time.
When things happen they happen with no
way of slowing time down it passes by.
Sometimes life gives you a trunk card
and maybe even love, but then again it
could give you a low card, and maybe
even heart brake!
"FEEL"
Feelings destroy
the soul
with thoughts of peace,
But what peace is there
if you can not love your self
How does one know what one is
feeling unless you can describe
what you think!
THE END
E.C.W
I WROTE THIS ONE AFTER I HAD GONE TO CHURCH AND REALIZED HOW MUCH I`VE BEEN A FOOL
AND SO I HAVE HAVE THIS
ONE BECAUSE I WANT TO HAVE EVERY ONE REALIZE THAT WE ARE NOT PERFECT! IT`S CALLED
"YOU"
You came, you saved.
We saw, we turned.
You cried, we laughed.
You helped, we left.
We
cried, you came
we thanked,
you cared.
THE END
E.C.W.
"FOOLED"
I thoght I was saved
but man it didn`t show
in how I behaved.
I swore I cursed I yelled
in fear.
I thought he was there but
he was no where near.
I felt empty and afraid,
I wouldn`t smile if I was
paid.
I had depression and bitterness.
It seemed that finding happyness
was hopeless.
I couldn`t understand, it was
like I was falling with no where
to land.
so there I was all alone,
i had reeped what I had sone.
Sunday came my least favorite
day.
I tried to get out of it but
what could I say?
So I sat there and staired and
tried not to listen.
I looked over and saw the sun
glisten.
It was the same as last week and
the before that.
but it was no use I had the
attention span of a cat.
But then as I sat it hit me right
there!
I heard the preacher say that Jesus
Christ will always care.
I sat there and cried and saw the truth.
The thing I was holding on to was my pride
and it hurt like pulling a tooth.
But after it all I felt better
no longer small but tall.
Tall for God like no other can be.
I started to listen and I started to see.
I started to see the light, no longer
afraid and no longer empty.
But brave, full and ready to go for the
Lord God almighty.
So here I am going for God and no other
but him.
Every thing is so bright no longer dim.
Being so filled I had to share.
So I went out and spead the word of how
he would care!!
the end
E.C.W.
"HARD TIMES"
hard time pave the way
for the good.
but the good times can`t
last.
in the times of trial
that`s when bonds are
formed and the friendships
are made!
so the hard times really do
help us, when we need it they
make us stronger
and when we get
through them we have our
reward!
"UNTITLED"
patches of blue pass by
as the wind sways like
fairies wing dust in the
air.
the leaves move like
emerald butterflies,
and the clouds cover
the sky like cottan candi,
threatening rain, like a
sinester man making a child
cry.
THE END
E.C.W.
"WALLS"
Four wall sheild me
Four walls keep me
They protect
me
They comfort me
I can be my self
I can think
my own
Thoughts.
They scare me somtimes.
in them
I find depression
and coldness
I never felt.
E.C.W.
"A PRAYER AT THE POLE"
THEY STAND
IN SILENCE AND LISTEN TO HER
TALK, THEY WEEP AS SHE SPEAKS THE TRUTH.
AS SHE TALKS SHE TO BEGINS TO WEEP FOR
THOSE SHE KNOWS ARE HURT AND CRYING OUT AS WELL.
THEY HOLD HANDS TO SHOW UNITY IN
A CHAOTIC
WORLD, A WORLD THAT WOULD LAUGH AT THEM FOR THIS.
THEY STAND IN THAT CIRCLE SO THAT THEY CAN PRAY.
THEY PAY NO HEED TO THE STAIRS AND
THE SNICKERS OF
THE CROUD.
FOR THEY ARE
PRAYING FOR THEM TOO.
ONE
PRAYS OUT LOUD AND THEN ANOTHER AND THEN ANOTHER
THEY SCREAM OUT TO GOD TO SAVE THERE
SCHOOLS AND THERE
FRIENDS TO SAVE THERE TEACHERS AND
THE HOPELESS
THEY PRAY TO GOD THAT THE PRAYERS THAT THEY PRAY DO
NOT GO UNHEARD AND THAT THEY WOULD
KEEP PRAYING
NOT FOR JUST THAT DAY BUT FOR THE
REST OF THE YEAR.
THEY THANK GOD FOR THE RIGHT TO
PRAY WHEN THEY COULD
NOT
BEFORE.
THEY THANK GOD FOR THE LOVE THAT
HE HAS FOR THEM AND ASKS
HIM TO SHOW THAT SAME LOVE TO THOSE
WHO DO NOT KNOW
HIM AND THEY WEEP FOR THOSE THEY
KNOW HAVE TAKEN THERE OWN
LIVES!
FOR THEY ALL SAY A PRAYER AT THE
POLE.
THE END E.C.W.
"I dIeD (rEbOrN)"
Staring at the old me,
afraid of
her as if she could harm me,
that lifeless girl.
She was not me only
an image
only a mask I put on to hide
from that witch I thought would
hurt me.
I was so cold and dark in my own
pain.
Scared out of my mind and
shaking from
the guilt of my past.
I was indeed a child
begging for
love from any one who would
give it
and to afraid to ask for help.
Too alone for any thing to phase me.
In that despare I was forced to
flee, forced
to run and forced to
seek a new hope, one
that would
save me from myself.
And there I found that hope, it
killed
the old me.
That night I died and was reborn
a new person, a new child and with new hope!
"DESPERATE"
WHEN THE NIGHT FADES AND THE SOUL
WEEPS AND THE STARS DANCE IN YOUR HEAD
THE RAIN POURS AND THE HOT TEARS ROLL
YOU FALL TO YOUR KNEES.
YOU CRY FOR GOD TO KEEP YOU SAIN
BEFORE THE DEMONS KEEP YOU IN CHAINS
THE NIGHT IS CRUEL AND YOU ARE WEEK
THE PAST HAS TAKEN IT`S TOLE.
FEARS OF A CHILD CREEP BACK TO YOU
PAINS OF A SLAVE TORTURE YOU
HOW CAN THIS ENDLESS BREATH DRIVE YOU MAD
IT HOLDS YOU FAST AS YOUR MIND WANDERS INTO
A PATTERN OF CONFUSED DAZES AND A THREAT OF DEATH
THE WEEPING HAS BECOME LESS NOW THERE IS A
DEAFENING SILENCE ABOUT AND YOUR FALLING
DOWN THAT STEEP ROAD AND THE PAIN IS TO SHARP
TO KEEP WARM.
YOU TRY BUT YOU KNOW THE ONLY WAY OUT IS THAT LIGHT
THAT SCARES YOU SO MUCH THAT LIGHT THAT MIGHT SAVE YOU
THAT LIGHT THAT WILL LOVE YOU AND NEVER LEAVE YOU!
THAT LIGHT THAT IS YOUR FATHER YOUR TRUE FATHER IN HEAVEN!
THE END
E.C.W.