Writing
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Journal
Looking back In my journal I see the goodness of God In every scribble I see agonising questions And desperate prayers Answered by God A few pages later I see that God Has been speaking to me That there is a theme to His messages That before I could not see I see my current… Continue reading
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Black Poison
I spit black poisonOut of my mouthA venomous riverWinding its way south It’s an overflowFrom my tortured heartInjected with miseryBy events so dark They are harsher thanI truly meanBut I can’t hold backWhen I paint this scene I must let the angerThe bitterness pour outSo I can truly comprehendWhat this pain is about Then I can learnForgive when I… Continue reading
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I May Exaggerate
I see my poems on depression as a way of understanding me. When I bury my feelings in the dark, I find that I am condemned to wander round in circles without knowing why. I do not see them as declarations of truth. I know the bleakness in them is a distorted image. But understanding… Continue reading
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What I Feel
For me, poetry shows a snapshot of what I feel in the moment. I am learning not to bind myself to them or define myself by them. I am learning that the true value is in digging behind the thoughts, unveiling the assumptions, hunting for the truth and plotting a way forward. On these pagesThings… Continue reading
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Mistakes
A short poem on regret Bitter taste Burns Leaves a mark On the skin A chance to learn Continue reading
Christ, Christian Poetry, Depression, Emotions, God, Healing, Hope, Pain, Poetry, Redemption, Regret, Trauma, Writing -
Heart Well
In my heart I have a deep well of emotions A plunging chasm Connecting to an underground ocean Storms boil up In these fearsome waters Surging currents Erupt onto the surface I feel this beating Crashing against the walls of my heart Rattling my ribcage Every morning, it starts All I can do Is winch… Continue reading
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I Will Keep On Writing
I will keep writing until they listen I will keep writing until someone hears I will keep pouring out my sorrows I will keep unpacking my fears The words won’t stop Until someone stops And pays attention The words won’t stop Until the doors are unlocked And someone enters I know of no other way… Continue reading
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I Burned and I Bled
I burned and I bled Was dipped in boiling water Imprisoned in damp cells My feet placed in mortar I felt the stark isolation Of a darkness ever-deepening I felt the force of water Of a tide never retreating I sang songs of woe To empty skies at night Scrawled words of agony In a… Continue reading
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Reluctant Poet
I never wanted this To be a poet To write my darkest emotions So others could know it I would have liked to have been Just like everyone else But it had to be me That went through this hell For my mind to crumple As waves of emotions batter it For my train of… Continue reading
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Flow
Steady this hand As it hovers over this paper Guide it O Lord Don’t let it waver May every stroke And every flourish Point towards You And someone nourish As the ink flows From the nib of this pen May Your Spirit flow From me into them Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 