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Born and raised in Southeastern NC, I was just a wee boy when I wrote my frist song/poem; and I havent stopped yet...

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Christian: 3 of 296
GOD WHISPERSI am the voice of good reasonI am the hand that holds the seasonsI am the breath that gives you lifeI am the cross to place upon your strifeI am the stranger who needs a handI am the alien from distant landsI am the widow mourning those who diedI am the slave with heavy chains by my sideI see youKilling your fathe... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suffering: 2 of 82
Mercy Mercy, why are you sleeping?Dreaming so deeply;deaf to the cries. Mercy, why are you weeping?Justify your tearsDry your blue eyesAnd as the footsteps are marchingYou're silently watchingDebating your call Mercy, wake from your slumberFor rest time is overYour time is at handMercy, why do you struggleIn chains laid at yo... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Religious: 5 of 156
MASTERPIECEThe brush mars the paper whiteWith strokes of death and despairThe pristine shell is forever changedBut there's something hidden there.Another slash reveals the painOf life falling in the wayThe ease on which the stroke appearsIs more than one can stand.A flourish of the hand makes knownThe joys and then the tearsO... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: God: 7 of 176
I LOVE YOU STILLI am the voice of good reasonI am the hand that holds the seasonsI am the breath that gives you lifeI am the cross to place upon your strifeI am the stranger who needs a handI am the alien from distant landsI am the widow mourning those who diedI am the slave with heavy chains by my sideI see youKilling your f... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a loved one: 51 of 599
If I'd known I'd never see you againI would have memorized your face, your grinI would have brushed the hair upon your browand have the sparkle in your eyes with me nowIf I'd knownIf I'd known I'd never hear you againI would've learn each word since we beganYour laughter would echo throughout each dayand all the pain I feel w... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Ending a relationship: 29 of 300
DARE TO BEForcing me into a life of sorrowNever giving me the chance to breatheParading around as though you own meNever allowing me to be meCandle lights create the damning shadowsCasting doubts on what is truly thereReminding me of all my past mourningsSubjecting me to torture and despairTightly you grab meThe bruise you le... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Finding love: 19 of 166
LOST INSIDECome back to these arms againwhere you belong.I won't rest anymoretill you return to me.And when that day dieswe'll fly into the night;we'll be lost inside our love.There is nothing you can saythat will change this, my love.I will fight every wordtill you see my love is true.And when that day dieswe'll fly into the... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I long for you: 41 of 346
SearchingI've waited for ages to hear a word from youAll I want you to say is you love me and soon you'll return.Can you hear me?Can you hear my tears cry out?Searching through the dark.Searching for your heartBecause all I want is youSweet rapture lightreturn here tonight.What must I do hereto bring you back to me.Just to fe... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Alone: 35 of 276
DreadHe stands at the window and watches meAs I climb the lonely steps and down the empty hallHis voice I hear every time I open the doorHe greets me with hello; his shadow on the wall.He watches as I shake off the dirt I inherited that dayHe watches as I pull off my clothes in defeat.I unwind as he reminds me of the day I ha... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 168 of 1320
APATHY -There must be something left out there;someone to crave my bleeding heart.A soul to set my anguish freeand hands to tear my nightmares apart.But formless faces are all I seeAnd shadows lie with lies beneathA stir of silence breaks through the doubtAnd I'm left alone with no way out.Once convictions left to my demisear... More..