Drip drip drip

I forgot to turn the tap off all the way.

And now I’m laying in bed hearing water drip from the tap

Separating my thoughts with every drop.

I'm thinking about the impossible;

Standing in the rain without getting wet

Sticking my fingers in fire without getting burned

Standing in front of a moving train without getting smashed

Slicing my hand without feeling any pain

Jumping off a building and landing on my feet

I shut my eyes, hoping that the noise will go away

But the dripping got even louder

All of a sudden I begin to think of the worst

What if the sun never comes up tomorrow?

What if smiles were erased from earth?

What if there’s no “happily  ever after”?

What if my heart is stolen for good?

If I really want to get any sleep,

I’d need to get out of bed and close that tap all the way

But for some reason,

I’m curious to know where the dripping will take my thoughts

Hoping that it gets better with the next couple of drops.

I still hear dripping from the tap

But my mind is blank

I open my eyes and shut it again

This time tighter than the first time

But still no thoughts

I’m thinking I must be doing something wrong at this point.

Or is the dripping so loud that it’s drowning my thoughts now.

It seems like the dripping managed to get rid of it all

It hammered in all the lose screws

It scared away all my scares

And it’s not loud any more

It keeps fading and fading

Now my mind is at peace!

Exclamations!!

Blow my mind!

Wet my eyes! 

Capture my heart!

Reshape my lips!

Seize my breath!

Reform my world!

Reset my thoughts!

Confirm my dreams!

Steal my intentions!

Shred my emotions!

Archive my wishes!

Teach my ignorance!

Iron my chest!

Multiply my chances!

Imprint my words!

Write my lyrics!

Sing my life!

Fill my vacuum!

Acknowledge my capabilities!

Polish up my flaws!

Ignite my understanding!

Right my wrongs!

Synchronize my movement!

Just listen to my screams!

I Found Myself!

There were many times that I was lost but

I always managed to

Find myself

I almost always had everything under control

I knew what to do and what not to do

I was pretty sure that

I had found myself

Sometimes I found myself in situations that were unfamiliar

And I always seemed to react in ways that were alien, even to me

I was confused about who I was, to even begin

To find myself

For everything that went wrong in my life

I begun to blame myself

I thought maybe that would be the beginning of

Finding myself

But then I learned that if I trusted in Him

And left everything in His hands

Then all will be well

My mishaps would, some how, disappear

So in Him

I found myself

SunShine :)

When the sun comes up every morning

We’re reminded that everything is new again

We’re reminded that the darkness of yesterday is gone away

We’re reminded that we’ve been given a second chance

We’re reminded that someone somewhere has smiled on us again

So what do we do with all these reminders?

We let the hurtful past remain where it should be

We look up to the sun and absorb its energy

We spread this energy to everyone everywhere and everything

When we’ve fallen, we dust ourselves up and try again

Cus that’s what the sun is there for

To remind us of Hope

There are days that we may not be happy to see the sun come up

Days that we would prefer to remain in darkness

Days that we think we do not deserve to see the sun.

When we wake up to one of those mornings

We should just remember that,

“The sun doesn’t shine forever

So please smile, when it shines whenever”

Dreams

I had a dream that I was born into a perfect world

Where the sun was beautiful as well as the moon

I had a dream that everything was given

Where there was no use for the word “ask”

I had a dream that to love and be loved was easy

Where there was no price placed on loving and being loved

I had a dream that the heart was made of steel

Where nothing could destroy it but rust and corrosion with time

I had a dream that no one could afford sadness

Where laughter was really the medicine for the soul

I had a dream that alone did not exist

Where I had someone to grow old with and young ones to watch grow

I had a dream that I died in peace

Where I was content with my life and how I lived it

I had a dream that dreams were real

Where everything I dreamed came to be.

My Prayer

It’s easy to say, “Jesus take the wheel”

But it’s kinda scary not to try to take control

When it seems like you’re headed for a ditch.

It is said that You will never give us a burden that we cannot carry

But how do you determine what we can and cannot carry?

I guess you know us more than we know ourselves.

I know that it is your will that your children will experience peace,

So if there’s no peace in my heart

Is it because I’m refusing to accept your peace?

I had it all wrong the first time

So I guess I’ll give this another shot

·      I acknowledge all that you are and stand for

·      Teach me to remove my sight from worldly possessions

·      Teach me to walk in your ways

·      Teach me to love me, so I can know how much is left to give to others

·      Teach me to have a forgiving heart

·      Teach me to be patient with life

·      Teach me to want to know you more

·      Teach me to see the good in the bad

·      Teach me to be sufficient in the friend I have in you

·      Teach me to have faith that all these requests will be met

Please don’t leave me to do this on my own because all this is beyond what I can.

Your willing servant

Butterflies

Caterpillars are not so pretty;

But they evolve into beautiful butterflies.

Does this mean that every thing must start out ugly

And eventually, end up beautiful?

They say, “Every thing has a beginning and an end”

Does this mean that life is a butterfly?

Does this mean that we will always start out ugly,

But eventually end up beautiful?

They say “it has to get worse, before it gets better”

Does this mean we have to embrace the ugly?

Does this mean we have to scar ourselves but hope that;

We will eventually end up beautiful?

What if we crush the caterpillars,

Long before they can ever evolve to become a butterfly?

Does this mean we will remain forever ugly,

And never get the chance to end up beautiful?

But what if my life is a constant caterpillar?

What if there’s no hope of ever evolving into a butterfly?

Does this mean that my life is set at “unpretty”

And can never be reset to “pretty”?

Regardless of whatever is

I will always dream that

like a butterfly,

I’ll always start out ugly

But eventually end up beautiful…