Saturday, January 28, 2012

Paradise

Paradise
I see this world from both ends
I’ve done things better left undone
The time that I have is a gift lent
From the maker I often shun
There are things in this life
Things of great beauty
But with it comes a price
One with no refunds, no returns
The cost:  You’re life

We all go in search of paradise
Something we seldom find
Some in the cards, some in the dive
Some in the bottle, Needle or the pill
But when the truth finally hits…and it always will
When the friends finally leave
All for a cheap thrill
Yes, Paradise can be found
If you are willing to pay the cost
But when you get there ask yourself….

Is it paradise found or paradise lost?


Potential Victim
Retrieving from the closet, my worn out teddy bear
I clutch it close, adding new tear stains to it’s already matted fur
But quick comfort eludes my grasp
In the ruins of my ransacked heart
I had loved and I had lost
For only potential victims like me
Would risk leaving their life door unlatched
An invitation to would be assailants
To enter and vandalize and to take all that I have
By dismissing the guard and opening up to love
I give away the power to someone to push me down
And Trample my feelings underfoot
If I didn’t care, then that person couldn’t hurt me….

So locked up inside me of a very very private pain
And I feel alone…..

I am beginning to understand that I shouldn’t recoil from others….
Yes, it might mean pain, but I am beginning to understand
That perfect love means being a potential victim
To be so open and vulnerable that I will receive wounds from some
Warm response from others….
Which ultimately compensates for all my deepest hurts….


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I remember a night
So many years ago
Trembling with fright
And no where to go
I picked up the phone
And you were there
I was scared and alone
Crying so many tears
My faith in people had vanished
Like smoke on the wind
My heart and soul were tarnished
From living in “sin”
But the gods were gracious
When you came into my life
My soul was utter chaos
And I struggled with the strife
But the words you shared with me
Still linger on my mind
One day I’ll be free
And I’ll leave it all behind
By grace you stood beside me
All the way
And I will never know
How you hoped I would find my way
I'm sorry is never enough
To salve the hurt that I have caused
My edges are still rough….
To think I almost lost
Almost lost my humanity and friends
Because of sheer stupidity

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