Stage Two - The Storms and Struggles
                         STORM - 1998

I see  the ground beneath me beginning to shake.
I feel this heart of mine as it is starting to break.

I cry out for help and it�s as though no one is there.
No hand to help, no ear to listen, no one to care.

How must I fight against this storm within me?
It seems as though it will rage here permanently.

I must admit, its much easier to sit down and cry,
Than to get down on my knees and honestly try.

I long for a cure, a way to be free, to disappear.
I hate these feelings of failure and dispair... and my fear.

This is not the first time I have been here,
I�ve almost drowned many times in this sea of fear.

These tears are drenching my face,
I long for your loving embrace.
WHY? - Winter 1999

I feel out of control,
Whirling so ever fast down a spiral staircase to hell,
I just want to be pleased with this skin of mine,
Each and every single detail.

Why ? Why? Why? Can I ask...
Did you give me this look?
BATTLE - November 25, 1997

There's a battle raging in my soul. A decision I must make.
Of whether to let this sin take its toll, and put all that I've worked for at stake.
Or whether to choose to live once again, and continue to trust in the One,
who gives freedom and victory over this sin-
To lay my battle at the feet of the Son.
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