Footprints

One night a man had a dream.

He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord.

Scenes from his life flashed across the sky
and he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand,
one belonging to him and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of his life had flashed before him,
he recalled that at the lowest and saddest times of his life
there was only one set of footprints.

Dismayed, he asked, "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you'd walk with me all the way.
I don't understand why, when I needed you most,
you would leave me."

The Lord replied, "My precious child.
I love you and I would never leave you.

During your times of trial and suffering
when you saw only one set of footprints...

That was when I carried you."


jueves, 6 de mayo de 2010

The Pills

The pills I take are sharp knives through my veins.

They make my thoughts go desperate and wild.

My body gets scars, and my clothes get stains,

when my mind goes “boom!!” and acts like a child.


From being gay to being deadly sick,

with my mad emotions you never know.

To the point where I wish they will end quick,

I wish I could find a way to bestow.


My soul is see through; my heart troubled up.

I wish to where it always gets tougher.

Stuck in my pain, I cry with my filled cup,

to where my veins are the ones to suffer.


They place thoughts deeply in my mind that kill.

They change my emotions to where they seal.

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