The Failure

I fall down to my knees,
battered and beaten.
Scars of my failures
cover my pale body.

All dried up,
with nothing left to give.
My wounded heart cries out for help,
it's slow beating echoes through the dark.

Life slowly escapes me.
The harder I try to live,
the harder I fall,
the more I bleed.

The scars that cover my body,
reminds me of times I tried, times I failed.
Misery lingers around me,
waiting to pounce over my helpless body.

The dreams I once had,
crushed by the cold grip of reality.
Dreams end once you open your eyes,
and see that they're nothing but fantasies.

A failure slowly being devoured by darkness,
I laugh at myself,
knowing it'll be the last laugh,
as I become lost in nothingness....

Our greates fear

Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate,
but that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,
gorgeous, handsome, talented and fabulous?

Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.

Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God within us.
It is not just in some; it is in everyone.

And, as we let our own light shine, we consciously give
other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

-the poem "Our Greatest Fear" by marianne williamson from her book "A Return to Love". Hope you guys like it.... ^^

Saved

Sorrow dwells within me,
emptiness lives within my heart,
slowly eating me...
from the inside out.

When will all this end?
Each day becomes much worse.
Each day my heart grows numb,
feeling nothing, slowly dying.

My life slowly fades before me,
I no longer know who I am.
I strongly wish to be free,
to be free from this state I'm in.

All I see before me,
is nothing but sadness
and the inevitable death,
nothing but more pain, no place for happiness.

I look to You,
pleading, begging,
please save me I ask You,
save me from pain, from dying.

Remove this emptiness,
crush my stone heart.
Remove this sadness,
give me a new start.

Please give me freedom,
freedom from this empty life,
be my Savior,
save me from this pathetic life.

You look at me
eyes full of kindness I never knew,
You look at me,
and I feel you're love for me is true.

You gave me a new hope,
a reason to live,
You gave me a chance,
a chance to use the life you gave.

But still I can't do this on my own,
be with me and never forsake me,
I thank you for saving me,
in you true freedom I finally see.

Some instructions bout life and more....

When you walk this road of cobblestone,
the road they call life.
When you walk this road with someone or alone,
here are some tips and warnings from someone of old.

When you meet Sadness greet him,
but don't let him stay.
When Misery follows you, run,
and keep her away.

Pain and Suffering will walk together,
learn from them,
heed their warnings and keep them forever.
After that move on...

Happiness may seem elusive,
but don't fret. She's just shy and careful.
Keep on seeking her, keep on courting her.
For soon her heart will be yours and life will be half full.

Anger will block your way,
get pass him.
He'll lead you astray.
He'll trick you and beat you, run from him.

And if by chance Misery caught up to you,
and you feel overpowered.
Keep your heart, and don't let her take it from you.
for with Misery, your trip will be short lived, and the road will end.

Run from Misery,
ask help from Happiness.
Avoid her lies and trickery,
else you'll end up like Sadness.

Kindness is Happiness' sister.
She's as fair and as beautiful as Happiness.
To find her will be far harder.
To find her, ask Sacrifice for help.

And when the end is near,
you'll meet one last person.
Death is his name and sometimes he's accompanied by Fear.
Don't let Fear stop you from reaching the end.

Fear is as despicable as Anger,
he'll push you from the road,
he'll trick you to stop you from reaching the end.
Ignore him and continue walking the cobblestone road.

When you start to feel tired and weak,
Death will carry you,
and will bring you to the end you seek.
Thank him, just like what I did before you.

And when the end is reached,
Death will introduce you to the One.
And you'll run towards him,
and your life will finally be full.

The things listed here are just some instructions,
instructions from a man of old,
instructions I hope will help you.
And instructions I hope you'll pass on when you've reach the age of old.

Injured

I sit silently in a dark corner,
separated from the world.
The gap between reality and insanity,
I had already breached.

I sit silently in a dark corner,
surrounded each day by four padded walls.
Reality is but a distant memory,
madness is the category in which I fall.

I sit silently in a dark corner,
whistling a sad tune to myself.
A song which I can barely remember,
a song which we used to sing together.

I sit silently in a dark corner,
hearing whispers from people not there.
I sometimes hear your laughter, your voice so sweet.
Still pretending your here.

I sit silently in a dark corner,
I sometimes wish for it all to end.
At times I reminisce about us,
about how our love began, about our love's painful end.

I sit silently in a dark corner,
misery visits me each day,
sometimes accompanied by sadness,
They are the only ones I have, I listen to each word they say.

I sit silently in a dark corner,
weakly I take my medication.
The nurse smiles at me,
your face I momentarily see.

I sit silently in a dark corner,
my frayed heart bleeds,
each beat calls out to you,
each beat weaker than the last.

I sit silently in a dark corner,
your face I wish to see.
Just this once I wish, I ask,
"Will you come and sit beside me?"