Bitter bottle

It is is it? It was was it the purple paint running through my veins trying to burst out ripping the flesh scaring the body bleeding the hate, why oh why burden my burden should you be mine following me behind trying to block me out, on ma shoulders I carry you, on ma head you worry me, sleepless night, until morning light haunting till day break bites, crying rain drops from an empty cloud, drowning in the tears, the fears coming like forget me nots, knots tied hands, noose in my nose, heavy a laden laid, i bottle it all and drink my own pain...and vomit at your feet....Jesus set me free.

agape

Words can’t define, talks can’t Gage, knowledge cannot understand  

You cannot believe, they don’t know, the earth cannot see, the sky cannot recognize,

Flesh don’t agree, evil cannot stand and good will not compromise, the wind don’t feel

The waves don’t hear, stars don’t perceive, sun cannot grasp, time can’t erase,

The deep can’t fathom, I will never forget

the way you love me....