written in 2007 or 08 edited 2010 & one word revision again 2025 Remembering my horror ... screeching threats pierced my lobes from ominous claws drawing bloodcurdling images in the mire it looked at me as its blood vessels bulged violently with every pulse of my heart for every thought i had showing hope or desire, those eyes were ever ready to mutilate it but none of you should have pity on this i stepped into the mire (its mire)... by my own will and i do take this next line to challenge you Judge me. even though the ROARING eyes promised deadly retaliation, Cease any sorry empathy. even though you consider my crime small it didn't defend me, while this beast was Loose and Free to demolish my being as far as i knew... it had every liberty to shred my flesh i tried to be something step where i pleased and guide my feet where my will lead the demon wasn't hooked up to any chains for no chains known could hold it down for even a moment but in that moment... it pursued me. i...
written May 23rd, 2016 Every room is clogged with clutter All your mind is chaotic wonder and now I feel destructive thunder in my soul too. You try to reach me in hope but Your unknown brokenness makes every gesture a joke because I know you’re hurting so now I’m hurting on my own because of you. Your heart’s reality invites my heart to break more deeply I guess it doesn’t happen enough for me to know that it hurts good. But I’ll enter in the mystery of the scary mind we’re haunted by and make your terror mine . We’ll both toss and turn all night at the stern with Jesus Christ. I can’t take your feeling away. I’m not strong enough to breath new life into today. I can’t lead because I follow but we’ll keep our eyes on tomorrow where the winds have died and the sea is calm and all we hear is the most sovereign voice of all. Night Watcher, you’re okay. The fact that you look is perfect enough. The truth that you care means that you’re almost there; the pro...