The Voices in my Head: – Promote Yourself

Shut up when I’m talking to you!

You don’t get to interrupt my vicious lies.

You can try, but I’ll just be waiting there,
At your weakest moment, you’ll be surprised

Tap, meditate, exercise,
You can tell yourself you’re setting me free

But, I am not easily ignored,
And in a moment of weakness, there I’ll be

Waiting to pat you on the head,
And tell you your vices are justified

You need to let go to forget,
You need to feel numb to be satisfied

You think I’m harsh? It’s because I am,
Never did I tell you I was your friend

You’re not worthy of friends, remember?
They always leave you in the end

Or you leave them before they leave you,
Then you get the last word, sabotage

You’re in control – fulfill your prophecies,
Go on girl, believe the mirage

It’s all you got, your hiding places
Don’t try to see the light, unless you must

This is your life now, accept it all
Until your ashes return to dust

• Emily Bird

The Voices in my Head: woundstofeel.wordpress.com

 

Our stones and our stories Rememberance -Promote Yourself

Laid down
        for you
to you
through you
No longer crucifying
Not for to day
Not for this hour
this minute
this second
Not for this instant.
Laid down
At the foot of your cross
The gibbet
the torture
And death.
Laid down
And for this instant
Relief and release
Our stones and our stories
left behind
laid down
As your life was
For us
And we can’t rub it out
It is there all the time
in our stones
and our stories
We know what we’ve done
We know how it went
But
Rainbowed
resurrected
stones are removed
To show he’s not dead
Stories are told
To show us new life
We can build
And rebuild
The foundations are there
And given to God
To grace with his presence
To grant of his peace
The stones
And the stories
Become His
instead.

Cheryl Bhagwandin
cheryl62blog.wordpress.com

“Granite Nightmare”: – Promote Yourself

Granite memories spill

 

across vast valley’s

 

within the cracks of

 

my nightmares…

 

recalling the edge

 

of an afternoon

 

where we were stuck

 

in love…

 

a movie wept emotion

 

across your hardwood floors,

 

simmering at the foot

 

of your lines.

 

A solitude of comforts

 

between us…

 

the silky curves

 

of your body

 

illuminating the corner

 

of perception’s fancy…

 

constellations opened wide

 

for only you…

 

that song seemed stamped

 

with your name…

 

Nathan Lindsay

 

http://randompoemswithnohome.wordpress.com/2014/09/18/granitenightmare/

 

Live Like Christ – Promote Yourself

 

My mind keeps wandering,

reminiscing about the past.

I get drawn in too deep

with no way to escape.

 

I remember all my mistakes

and when I was more courageous.

I let myself become someone I wasn’t,

and I discarded too much of who I was.

 

I used to sing proud

and comfort a friend in need.

I fought for Your truth,

but now I’m caught between truth and theology.

 

Help me dig through my sin and fear

and find who I’m supposed to be.

I want to live,

 

live like Christ.

 

Lauren Heiligenthal

http://aletheiaword.wordpress.com/