Cross Roads

Standing at the intersection, looking at the signs,
Checking the map but can't decipher the lines.
Which road should I take to reach a better place?
Where am I going, am I on a goose chase?
Do all of these roads circle into each other?
Confusing the traveller as a joke of Another?
Why am I here and which way should I go?
Which road is the high road, which is the low?
The map doesn't say, so how will I know???

Intuition whispers that I should go this way,
this is the way I've chosen, and on this road I'll stay.

Tears fall

Tears fall and with each one,
A bit of poison leaves-gone
It hurts as each one comes out,
At God I want to scream and shout.

A plan for me I was told He had,
A plan for me not to be so sad,
A plan for my good and not dismay
But for so many years did I pray...

I finally gave up, it's not His will.
He isn't He, Nor is "He" Female.
Oh God, why now, when I gave up?
Why now would Your answer be so abrupt?

Why would he be everything I want-ed,
After I gained the strength- my weakness confronted?
Is it all a sham, this time is it really true?
Is this a change that has come from You?

Tears of anger fall from my eyes,
Like acid rain falling from the skies,
It burns, and yes, I'm still awake,
My heart, Lord! My heart so aches!
Comfort me, please help me be strong!

I will not go backward, that would be wrong.
I will move forward, I will move on,
Past this pain and these tears held so long.
I will I will I WILL again find Joy,
I don't really care if it is (or not) a ploy,
I'm tempted but I will not give in,
And go back to that place I've already been.

I will, I will be strong on my own,
Knowing Your will is never truly known,
Because You choose to remain a Mystery,
and I will be strong through this misery...

You make me strong. God help me hold on!!!

Must......Focus!

Come on, focus, concentrate!
Despite the fact that I'm irate.
Okay now, brain, go this way,
No don't, please don't wander away!

Function at this task at hand!
Forget what the emotions demand!
All of my concentration is gone
It's awful that I cannot move on.

First things first, no more to and fro
Things to do, places to go...
Gotta get work done, it takes the mind,
But if anyone asks, I am doing fine.

Just Beyond the Storm

I can't see it but I know it's up there,
Beyond the black clouds' viscious glare,
Behind the storm and beyond the tears,
Beyond time and the pain of all these years,
Above the gruelling thunder and lightening,
Beyond the storm dark, raging and frightening,
Beyond what from here is such a dark view,
Is peace and quiet, and the bright sky is blue.

Land of Ought No Longer...

I am no longer living in the Land of Ought, I broke out of that prison there.
I am no long a slave to that world, I'm out and I like it so much better here.
Now I live in the land of Limbo, a place not right neither wrong,
And this is the place I will probably live for my whole life long.

Hooray, I'm free.