Something In My PocketSomething In My Pocket Daniel buried his hands in his pocket as he walked down the busy street. His large over coat covered his body down past his bare knees. It felt heavy on him and he liked that, it made him feel safe. As he walked he never looked up at the people he passed, never looking into their eyes. He couldn't handle confrontation very well. He walked down the street at a faster pace, not knowing where he was headed. He clutched something in his pocket tightly, almost like a nervous habit. Suddenly he heard a voice. "Does that feel good, Dan?" He looked around himself, not knowing where it was coming from. "W-who are you?" he stuttered out, His hands beginning to sweat. "Sh-sh-sh," Hushed the voice "Don't talk out loud, they'll think you're crazy. And you wouldn't want them to think anything else bad about you, do you?" Daniel looked frantically around ag
The Eyes of Jesus ChristThe Eyes of JesusIf Jesus was on the earth right nowFor everyone to seeWhat would you think of him andWho would Jesus beIf you looked into his eyesYou'd have to look awayFor there would be such an intensityOf suffering and painBut I don't believe it would be hisOf how he died for usBut rather the sorrow of the worldOf the pain, the fear, and lossYes, his gentle eyes would look at youAnd you'd know within your soulThat such wisdom and understandingIs in no other man ever knownNo artist no writer, no sculpture, no bardCould ever fully defineThe windows of my saviors soulThe eyes for Jesus Christ
a Heart a Girl a Boy a FlowA Heart a Girl a Boy a FlowOrDirty HeartA heartSo pure and redBeating with life and curiositySee it's full colors, like ruby red lipsIt beats faster with every attractionA girlSo fun and brightA smile on her lips with a heart of goldSee her trust with and open heartShe lets each one hold it in their handsA boySo wild and life givingSee him hold the heart gently in his handHe asks to etch his name into her heartForever it will stay, engraved foreverA flowTime flows and changesSee the new things come and goThe good and the bad togetherYet all things unsteady will fallA heartSo dusty and unclearIt beats with blood pouring from the insideSee the markings of each soul that carvesIt beats slower wore out from the inscription A girlSo broken and bruisedA weary look on her face reveals the painThey all held her heart and now it is bruisedblack from the pen that signed her heartA boySo wild and charmi
Waiting for "I do"Waiting for "I do"I'm waiting here for youIn that corner of my roomWhere the bed liesI sit here and sighI'm here until that dayWhen you come to me and say"we must flee now my love"I love youI'm up against your chestYour heart beating against my breastI've always dreamt of thisBut I still have to waitI have a ring on my fingerThat's say I must lingerIn the form of a singleUntil you arriveI don't mind it at allI can wait for your callI swear I'll trust GodI just need to hold onMy love story is writtenAnd soon I'll be smittenWithout the distractionsOf my past actionsSo ha! to all of youWho said I'd never make it to "I do"This life long dream of minewill not be tainted by your liesCome to me my princeI've never cuddled or kissedI have been praying for youAnd waited for "I do"
WayneWayneWhat lies in this boy?A robot with no feelingsYet deep inside something is hiddenNeglected by him and those around himEveryone wonders but nobody knows