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Storm of Thoughts
Storm of Thoughts Come. Journey through the dreams of my mind.Retreat from the forgotten thoughts left behind.I no longer want them. They’re so painful to see,All they do is tease and taunt, fleeting memories. I push them away, but they breathe once again,To life they come thinking they are a long lost friend.I cannot rid myself of these nightmares that persist,So in the end, together we will…
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A Love True
A Love TrueHe watched her. Her table was crowded, and every now and then someone would lean over and he would lose sight of her. He restrained himself from trying to be so obvious in his quest. He did not want her to notice him, not yet anyway.She was surrounded by family. He knew that. Her family was everything to her. Well, God first, then family. And writing. In fact, that is how he first knew…
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Silence the Voices
All along the silence the voices could not be heard, the rich and the powerfull held their peace, never saying a word. Fall into the darkness let enemy’s devour thy soul. Let down your guard for you have given the enemy control.(C) Cynthia Clark ( forestsflame)
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Disappearance of Time
The path is broken, but the way forward is not too far, through prain and strife. Well, that is just the way we are.Wandering aimlessly through life, no purpose, no desire, only trying to fulfill an inside rage, and endless fire.Oh, only to complain, sigh, and reminisce, What happened to the good Ole days? Where did they go? What did we miss?We let them slip away our thoughts under worldly…
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Choices
Light shades of color, blues and grays, among many others.Can you stop? Can you stop torturing each other?Violence so cruel the bite rips into your skin,The years move. Times, dates, places, carry them forward in the distant far, far, away.And the wondering just turned in my mind,Endless days and days.No one knows. It is a thought each day we make on our own.Sometimes I wonder, are they right?Are…
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A Moment
I took a moment, I took a breath, Silently lingering, is the shadow of mistaken death. To not travel to far on a footsteps journey, I knew though. I knew I must not falter nor worry. How much is to far? The nearest my soul grasped tightly, to feel, As my thoughts pondered this puzzling trial, “Is any of it real?” I guess there really is no hurry. Might as well stay on this earth a bit…
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Seeds of Concience
I hope that one day a little seed works it’s way into your brain and continues to grow until you can hear the pain, the agony, the terror of each child’s scream. Each plea for help. Each cry of torture and fear. Each hurt on their bodies. I hope you come to realize YOU are the monster under their bed, the closet, and in their head. YOU are the monster that shook their world and devastated their…
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Christian? Only a worthless title
I am dropping the title of Christian from my vocabulary. It has become just another religion. The flag of false Gods hanging in your churches in support of a mass murdering people while the wolves preach. I am an Ambassador to Christ. An individual truth seeker. Y’all keep supporting Israel. My love, faith, and support goes to Jesus. Y’all remember him, right? The one that hung on that cross…
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Haunting Voices
Haunting Voices Head upon her pillow stretched out in the bedspeaking of the voices that journey through her head.She wished that they would leave, disappear without a trace,For they took away her brightness that shone upon her face “Sing a song of troubles, sing a song to mourn,Cry ye all the people, for trials and ills be born.Come sorrow, come tears, may they fall as rain,Scream ye for…
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Telling God My Secrets
Telling God My Secrets Telling God my secrets, I know that He will not tell He will keep them wrapped up tightly even when I fail He knows them already. He knew them all along Speaking them is so much better in my heart. They do not belong Afterward, my feeling is a little better than before I get rid of old things and gather something more New memories loving words in my mouth Sometimes it just…
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Light or Darkness
Light or DarknessA wooden cross His steps falter at times, falling to the earth,A kingdom divided, some believe, some not, a resurrection, rebirth.The crowd was massive, tears from the followers, believing there was no way out.The Pharisees in an emotional frenzy, “Crucify,” “Crucify,” their shouts.Blood poured from His body, even seeping from His head,The bite of the lash, the crown of thorns,…
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This is Goodbye
This is Goodbye You didn’t mislead me, in any way,I just took it for granted, That you would stay.The pain inside is my own fault,But I can’t help, it’s still you, that I want. I cannot forget, the times we shared,No other like you, none can compare.Your smile. Your beautiful blue eyes,So like the color, of the skies. The words that you speak, the pain that we shared,Everywhere I look, I’ll…
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A Pittance of Longing
Spinning through the stale, smokey air, Crying relentlessly writhing in my despair Falling. Falling ever so fast, Praying that I can find my freedom at last. How can my stricken heart beat in rhythm? It falters greatly being surrounded by them. The lies and deceit are endless and at fault, Why can they not see that truth is all I want? Life. Oh, how the soul yearns for a beautiful…
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Shadow Chasers
Shadow ChasersAnd my ship is sinking sideways into the murky depths of oblivionDarkness descends. I can no longer see the sun.Try as I might, my world is drifting farther and farther awayAnd trickery rules my thoughts remembering yesterdayThe shadow chasers come. I can see them lurking in the gloomI can feel the agony from their soulful shouts of doom.They want my heart, my soul, my mind,They…
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Cry Before You ScreamTraveling back roads back in time,Kind of worried about my state of mind.Scream, scream, but that is so wrong,Maybe sing a heavy metal song.“Bang your head, mental health will drive you mad,”Oh, no. No, no that sounds so bad.Nobody does it like Quiet Riot that is for sureReaching for my mp3 player, knowing music is the cure.One hand on the wheel the other feeling around the other seat,I managed to knock it down landing by my feet.It was sliding back and forth between gas and brake,Earth shattering collision my body began to shake.I had no time to scream, no time to cry,I surely prayed for I thought I was going to die.Topsy-turvey and so tossed about my end was nigh,A peaceful calm, death had passed me by.Across my lips, a sigh of relief and a gasp for air,My car overturned, and I knew I must get out of there.Mass destruction, aye, as far as my vision held,I fell to the ground. What creatures in this land dwelled?I could hear wailing, screams, cries, and a curse,I must help. Nothing could get much worse.Could it? I found it to be so true. Worse? Oh yes, it could.Shaky I rose. Perhaps I could do some good.Baby steps at first, my balance I must attain,Still trying to process all this in my brain.Perhaps it was just a dream, no, more like a nightmare,Breathing heavily a burning city and I was almost there.I should go the other way, I should run and run. Escape.Creepy feeling. I think I made a huge mistake.She stood in the middle of the crumbling city street,Blood on her hand's fire surrounding her feet.“Help me, help me,” Her screams of pain and rage,Ashes from the sky like a book turn the page.Gone. She disappeared no more than an instant,And my hearts beat, a drum so insistent.So scared, terrified, watching the scenery rearrange,A drive-in movie and again, the landscape changed.There was no color, only black and white,Desolate land, no houses, no people, no cars in sight. A movie no screen just resting in the air,On my knees, I fell, shedding tears of despair.Why? I rose unsteadily and turned,I ran and ran back through, the city that burned.I screamed and screamed and woke with a start,Deep, deep breath, a skip to my heart.The backroads loomed before me, a country road and a dream,From now on I will remember to cry before I scream.© Cynthia Clark
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