. . . Epiphany . . .

. . . I’m supposed to be writing a paper. . . However I’m only going to allow a few minutes for this. . .  So basically you know those times when you feel like Hell has broken loose upon you?

Well basically I was feeling like that. . . And I want to write a poem xD  . . .  Because thats what I do!

POEM:

Falling so fast

Bullet can’t catch

You

Head is spinning

Top can’t match

You

Other kids winning

Hates taking over

You

Out of proportion

Atom bomb

Exploded heart

Losing and

Contorting hearts

Not the same

Always changing

Falling

Falling

Falling

Hit the ground

Catches

You

Tears streaming

Hugs

You

Friends Laughing

Loves

You

I found God

Jesus walks here

With You

God

Jesus

Everybody

Loves

You

FALLEN WARRIOR

Sorry this is the first post in a really long time...

And its only a poem :(

I hope you like it....

Here it is:

FALLEN WARRIOR by PMJ

If I could just move on

Might I just stand up?

Tear this bullet out

Not one single care in heart

In mind;

Sometimes not understood

How it could be this way,

I brought myself trouble.

It’s my own fault

Will it be okay?

Of course it will,

I say to myself

But I need time,

Healing must be done.

Lots of it.

Every time I used to think,

My smile spread wide and full.

And now I think my stupid acts,

My soul groans at the pain.

I’m not the man I used to be,

She changed me,

But it wasn’t enough

Was it?

So here I sit in great consultation,

With myself.

Can I do it?

Can I trudge on?

Be strong?

Through this battle and fight,

This war of tear shed,

I’m standing in a red pool of fright.

Scared to find another battle,

And lose it once more.

I can’t do it, not now. . .

Its over,

I’m too sore to move on,

Weary with grief.

My broken soul,

And wounded heart

Have fallen to this new warrior.

I’ve lost the fight,

Have I won the war?

But no it’s merely starting.

I cannot fret,

I shall not die.

Trudge on,

Fight on,

Win.

I’ve lost the battle on this lonely hill,

Over her,

Against him.

But I have more ahead,

I must keep my head high.

The battle has just begun,

I’m the master of this heart of mine,

This heart so loving,

These hands so kind,

But can I find,

Another girl?

Like you?