baileyalice222

Often, I feel worthless. Worthless! Unworthy to be loved, sinner. Sinner! Can anyone save me? Anyone? No one. I beat myself every day with every lie. lies... They resound in my head until they become true. True! Until I believe them, like decay in my heart. my heart. Who can save me? Anyone? no one. I am trapped in my own sea of turmoil, forever. AND EVER! Because the lies, they have claws. Claws! Claws that dig in and never let go. Go? Will I ever be free? No...never. Never! Often, I feel worthless. Worthless! No one can save me, No one. No one!

Spring comes falling in, Because its's raining so hard, the petals fall from flowers. Creating little boats in puddles. Water flows in little rivers, taking their petal boats for a ride, the rain keeps falling and Spring comes falling in. The flowers lose their petals, weeping for their losses. Missing the little petals that were beautiful. Because, it's raining so hard It was raining softly, creating beautiful dewdrops. But the rain came down harder, the petals fall from flowers. But the flowers, they will bloom again. The sun will come up, coaxing new blooms. So for now, we will see the beauty in falling petals, creating little boats i

My heart is tattered. Shards gone in different directions. Broken by my own hands, shattered. I hate myself, which has never mattered. In my mind are wrong conceptions. My heart is tattered. the pieces of my heart scattered. completely lost from all lack of perfections. Broken by my own hands, shattered. Negative beliefs told to my heart until Splattered! which brings me to deep reflection. my heart is tattered. I told myself lies for so long; my heart was battered. Until it could no longer take anymore rejections. Broken by my own hands, shattered My heart use to be flattered. It use to have protections. but now across the ground it has

Jesus. kind, righteous, loving, understanding, caring blanket, rose: Snake, vulcher deceiving, sneaking, tempting evil, liar satan.

A little critter, dodging every stick and leaf, running through the trees. Adorable thing, so small, cute, and resourceful As it flits about. Hilariously Chasing forest friends Seeming to play tag. The sun sinks lower, And the time for play is done. It's burrow beckons. Thus The day of a chipmunk, Ordinary yes, but sweet.

Sunlight, ever bright; a warmth reaching through the night hearts to warm with light.

I have a measuring stick. One that is very strict, and used very often. Of course I don't use it on others. On things or the works of people. I use it on me, mercilessly.               endlessly,                           callously. I rarely judge others. I rarely put others down. But my biggest critic is me. Others can do no wrong. "It's okay!" I always say. Never condemning them. "You look amazing!"                "Great Job!"         "I love your shoes!" So quick am I to build others up, while I am crumbling. Always taking care of others, but never me. I have a measuring stick. One so tight in my grasp. So tight I fear it is

There was a time……. When love was blind and the world was full of songs and laughter and sunshine. It was exciting and I dreamed so many dreams…... But then it all went wrong. Oh how I loved you. I loved how you made me laugh.You made me feel that men were kind. I loved how you made me feel like what we were doing was okay. That God would be forgiving and that it would be all right. That there was no consequence for our actions. That all that mattered was us. I was so scared when I found that I was pregnant. But I was so excited to be a mother. And I couldn’t wait to tell you. I pictured you kneeling down and asking me

Hopeless, I am hopeless; cast into shadows. I'm tired, I'm worn. My emotions are stone; cold and unfeeling. My heart is heavy. I can barely breathe; all will to live is gone. It's too much; too much to keep on breathing. I lower my face in shame; I've made mistakes. My hope has fled; there is no light; I've let my hope fail. My soul feels crushed, every thing is burying me, I'm suffocating; by the weight of this world. I know I need to lift up my eyes Here at your side whenever you fall But I'm too weak. In the dead of night whenever you call. Life just won't let up. Please don't fight these hands that are holding you. I know that you c