Monday, December 30, 2013

He's not the only one

Effort is shown in meaningless ways
When it would of meant so much more,
Through an appearance on important days.

Once I desired you
The ignorance of youth
Learning with age
Your preaching, your life
was extremely uncouth

Speaking of grand things
Like you have the great understanding
But you only see as far as you reach
and Your view is incredibly wanting

Failure
The product of your attempt
That pathetic attempt at having a son
He hates your very being
and he's not the only one
 
 

Overseer

You've taken our innocence
like it's nothing but a game
I'm nothing, left in silence
another face in a picture frame
hung up on your wall of pieces
pawns dancing at your fingertips
our struggles, our heartaches
causes a smile across your lips
Laughter at the mishaps of man
Fear at the painful realization
That you really don't care
You control everything, 
yet are unwilling to do anything.
you, our eternal puppet master
pulling our strings from behind dark clouds
Sending storm upon storm
across us struggling crowds
But we are to march forward
Step upon step, mile after mile
Simply for entertainment's value
No matter how vile
You watch, you see
Things you could fix so easily,
Instead you watch it all,
Burn, Decay, Die
God's love.
A Lie.

Monday, December 23, 2013

Rise Up

Rise and let your voice be heard
Show the world you'll no longer live in silence
Fight for your freedom
Release your hungered violence

You were meant to be a King
You were born to be Queen
Your castles await you
Let the truth of your heart be seen

You may fall
you may fail
But if you give up, and stay small
You can never prevail

This life is not a gift
But a chance to be more
Opportunity is knocking
it's right behind that door.
The door labeled fear.
Held by chains,
links of doubt,
of worries, of deceit
lies that you've told yourself

Selfish Whispers
Taunting ever taunting
saying you aren't good enough
saying that you can't possibly climb that mountain
Cross that river, run that mile
extinguishing your light
until there's nothing left but that flickering flame
Fighting for breath,
Hoping beyond hope not to be extinguished
But to have the flames of life burst forth
In a tumultuous fire
That burning desire
silencing the voices, the doubt the fear that holds you
breaking the chains binding you down
Ripping the cold bars from your cell's window

Escape into the unknown
Try what's never been tried
Trip. Fall.
FAIL

But Rise again, and again, and again.
Don't ever give up
Rise up
Stand up
Stand for something worth standing for
Have a passion
Have a Will
And when you have a purpose worth Dying for
Rise
You have something worth living for

Become More

The greatest inequality, is trying to make everything equal. To dull down one's talents in order to make others not feel insecure because they weren't as good as the individual. But who cares? People give out trophies and awards for participating. WHY? Why reward those who give minimal effort the same as the ones who gave all the effort. Who when they were ready to give up and quit, pushed that extra mile, gave all their heart.
Why do we reward laziness, and limit the ones willing to rise past the challenge.
People feel entitled to life. Life is a gift, not an entitlement. Not something that can be given by people. It's something that has to be earned, something that you have to stand up and grab with your own hands.
What worth is an easy life.
What worth do you have if you've  never fought for anything.
Where's your passion? Where's your drive?
If you don't have a passion worth dying for,
               Then what the HELL are you living for?!?

Oh I reached that achievement in that game, woop dee flipping doo, while you were wasting all that time, those minutes are now gone to do you, You'll never get them back. and no amount of pictures, videos, or memories will make up for the moments you weren't there.

Rise up.
Stand up.
Become more.
You are an individual, given individual gifts, individual strengths and weaknesses, things others don't have. and how are you ever going to know what you can achieve if you never actually go and find out. It's not something that can be told to you, it's something you must find for yourself. It's inside of you.
it's been said that our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate.
But that we are powerful beyond measure.
Because we are.
we have so much more we can give, and become, so much more than we allow ourselves to be.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us,
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? We tell ourselves that we have no right to happiness. No Right to being so great.
Actually, who are you not to be?
Your playing small, you holding yourself back in no way serves the world.
 There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people will not feel insecure around you.
 We are all meant to be great, to manifest the talents and gifts that were given to us when we were born.
All of us have this opportunity, these gifts, they are in everyone
and as we let ourselves grow and become more,  we show the world who we are and give others permission to do the same.
 As we free ourselves from our doubt, and our fear,
we give light, and are a beacon to others lost in the darkness,
showing them the way we have found to the light,
Showing them that it's okay to be different.
It's okay to become more.
To become more than what is considered acceptable.
How else would we have been able to come so far.
The Light bulb, telephone, airplane, car, even just fire. All these
were brought about by great men and women who decided that the current way of life wasn't good enough for them, and that they wanted to make it better, that they wanted to be part of the solution rather than part of the problem.
So all you complainers and whiners out there, get up and stop causing problems and start being the solution, Because this world is slowly decaying, and we need to stop it. And each and every one of you have something to offer, something to give, and the only way for all of humanity to succeed, is for each and every one of us to succeed ourselves. But no one is going to to do it for you, no one is going to hold your hand and pluck you up when you fall.
But you must rise up again, and again whether it be ten times or ten thousand times. Rise! Be More!
Succeed!
Become who you were born to be!
And Take Responsibility for your own life!

Sunday, December 22, 2013

A Bleeding Heart

A bleeding heart
A hole where love once lay
Robbed of the innocence she deserved
His cruelty knew no end
His torture relentless
Her strength running thin
There was no way to escape
No way to win
Just a silent plee
A desperate Prayer
God Almighty
Save me

Save me from this evil
My tormentor's grasp
Please make this breath of his
be his very last
My life has been yours
from the beginning
I've followed your laws
Repented of my sinning
So please help me now
this my time of need
This is a plee of desperation
Not one of greed.

Strength now gone
The last ounces given in prayer
Answered with nothing but silence
Just deaths cold kiss,
ours to share



Dad

Supposed to be a dad
A teacher a Friend
instead a stranger
Our relationship's come to an end

You were never there
when you were needed most
Pretending to care,
lies shown to the heavenly host

I see what you are,
A man, and barely even that
A stubborn coward
Who left family lying flat

Hate is what I think of you
Hate for what you think you do
Hate for what you've never done.
Hate, Dad, I'm not your son.