You are simply lovely.
And so I want you to see His face.
Because the beauty
that radiates off of you
off of your skin,
off of your words,
off of your heart,
is the same that comes forth
from His breath.
Friday, November 29, 2013
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Beautiful plague.
It took me minutes
to realize that this was wrong.
It then took me hours
to be able to breathe again.
I paced the world,
empty and lifeless,
because I felt something inside me -
something colored
with hope
and naivety-
disappear as quickly as it did
the last time my heart broke.
I screamed on the inside
Because my Master blessed me
With the beauty of feeling
The pain
The fear
The horror
Pooling in their hearts.
My Master plagued me
With
The pain
The fear
The horror.
And the world
Took its evil hand
And pulled
The trigger.
And the world
Took its good hand
And sent my Masters
People
Creations
Children
...children.
And His children who felt
The pain
The fear
The horror
Witnessed
The blood
The tears
The screams
Moved
As His soldiers.
And saved His injured child
And stopped His confused child.
While I roamed the world
Plagued with the gift
Of feeling the pain
The fear
The horror.
While never witnessing
The blood
The tears
The screams.
But the pain
The fear
The horror.
to realize that this was wrong.
It then took me hours
to be able to breathe again.
I paced the world,
empty and lifeless,
because I felt something inside me -
something colored
with hope
and naivety-
disappear as quickly as it did
the last time my heart broke.
I screamed on the inside
Because my Master blessed me
With the beauty of feeling
The pain
The fear
The horror
Pooling in their hearts.
My Master plagued me
With
The pain
The fear
The horror.
And the world
Took its evil hand
And pulled
The trigger.
And the world
Took its good hand
And sent my Masters
People
Creations
Children
...children.
And His children who felt
The pain
The fear
The horror
Witnessed
The blood
The tears
The screams
Moved
As His soldiers.
And saved His injured child
And stopped His confused child.
While I roamed the world
Plagued with the gift
Of feeling the pain
The fear
The horror.
While never witnessing
The blood
The tears
The screams.
But the pain
The fear
The horror.
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