Thursday, June 25, 2009


So gently I touch my fingertips on the damp coldness,
of this foggy window before me that stops my alluring trail,
I have always been behind the window that lays before me,
the window that stops me from going to hell.
I am so happy God placed this foggy window to blur such things,
in my life, such as evil sights to behold,
all the sin that drips honey on my tounge, now because of my window
changes to nasty mold.
Now that God has given a foggy blur on all my temptation,
to get rid of all the evil and sin at last...
I can place my finger pointing to my bright future,
and away from my horrible past...
I look forward now to each day of my life,
with my little foggy window to shield all enticement,
that would forever leave a shatter to my heart if not there,
and slaughter all my spiritual excitement.
What would my life be like without my foggy damp window,
to know that would cause me to go insane,
to even know that all temptation will pour over me,
would cope me to cry out in the rain.

Without this window, that I place my finger upon,
would swathe me with malevolence on my life's trail...

without this blockage God gave me, my life would be
dispenced into hell....

God, I am so glad you gave me this block
out the love of my life: HER

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Slaughtered Heart

I died the moment you left me,
mind and soul gone with dust,
I cried the moment you stabbed me,
with a emotion like a knife of rust...
I sighed with concern about your life,
how you going to live without me?
I lied to myself you were going through no strife..
but you didnt, you showed me...

How can encrusted depression hurt so much on me,
mind and soul gone with dust...
How can you leave me after you died the last time,
that we touched?

I guess I sit here another sad day.....but then YOU
showed me wrong,
the moment I found God it took your vision along...
along with the dust...
along with the knife, caked with gruesome rust..
along with the wind,
and away from me....

Im so glad you are gone and He took your place...

now i'm free.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Red Room...

You find yourself in a red room, no windows or doors
to escape.
You find your life seeking love and protection from
someone, and you feel it's too late.
I know how you captured my eyes, I knew what it was
the first time I saw you.
My stomach churned with butterflies,
my mind typed the words: Baby, I love You,
but you didn't think I did.
Never thought I would...
Never told yourself I will protect you with my arms..
be someone you thought I should....
So now you let go of my hand, still wondering in your
mind wether I'm right....
Baby, my hand now aches for yours...i ache
to hold you through the night...
But you will never let me be with you,
never let me capture your tears...
How could you not think I will protect you,
after all these unforgotton years?
Now since I sit here crying, by the phone,
no sound at all.....I just wish you let me say
one thing....I would, the second you will call...
But the phone sits gathering dust,
I can feel a tear from it's soul...
I just wish you would call me, settle this before i'm old.
If you will just punch my number in,
move your lips to form the words: "I dont want to be apart..."
Then I would tell you something I was longing to say,
"Remember the red room you find yourself in, baby....that's
my heart...."

This poem is seriously COPTWRITED!! I am NOT afraid to sue if

Tuesday, June 9, 2009


Thought I'd post and show you all my picture!

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

I'm living proof of a heart so pure, knowing nothing
more than the true word, of such peace beyond all man,
crumbling crust on my past no longer endures.
I'm just a human, a brain with nothing more than matter,
a heart besides everything else pure,
than how come every time I seek HIM, my brain operates my
soul less sadder and sadder, establishing it to know I want more!
I'm nothing more than a spect on this red earth,
surrounded by evil, terror and lust,
how come this little spect can have such joy beyond joy,
every time I think about what I must?

I'm just a human....created by God's clay to serve Him...


I thought I'd post and say that a week or two ago my preacher's daughter, who'm I not giving out the name, was very, very, sick one night and had to go to the hospital pronto. She first started with a headache, then she had a few heart attacks, then as the weights tugged at the time, she started having blood clots, and other symtoms. Severe symtoms. Well, one day we were told they placed her on intensive care, and we were told she would not make it through the night. Well, that sunday everyone in the church prayed on a few prayer cloths, placed them under her pillow that night, then, a day or two later, we were told that there was NOTHING wrong with her, like there was nothing happening bad at all, we were told she would be comming home soon, NO surgery, NO more hospital....WOW. The next sunday was pacted! I am so thankful she's alright now, no one healed her but God. But still, I want to pray for her and hope other's pray as well. I am so proud to place this on my site to share.

My school was having a competition, along with all the other schools in Georgia, and of course, I had to be involved. Well, it was for some "persuade people to buckle up!!" competition, in a few weeks I'm going to see if I won! I won last year, out of my whole county, but didn't succeed in the whole state, maybe I'll get it this year! The winner gets $150 and a reward.

Few weeks later: I found out I won out of my whole county! I got a reward and a first place ribon, plus a reward for being the best artist out of my whole school.

Few weeks later (last week): I found out I didnt win the contest out of the whole state, cheers for the person who did.

Now, school is out! I thought I'd post and say I just completed tenth with A and B, passing! Sadly, I dont know if I am goign back next year, I'm trying to see if I can find a good CHRISTAIN school were I could work at my own pace and get my diploma at home. Pray that I do.