Revision of "New Year"

Change, hope, a new beginning,
That is what is promised us.
Change, hope, a new beginning
All fly away and turn to dust.
The promises stay every year,
But our hopes get drowned out
By our fears.
then by October you're back to the start
With a bleeding mind and a drowning heart.

Maybe a song

I lie awake and say a prayer
About all the things I said.
And though I know you always forgive
I wish they were never there.
For as the pretty horses dance
It's useless without you.
And as the mothers rock-a-bye their babies into sleep
I sit and think of all the things your lovely eyes have seen.
For as the stars shine in the sky, in all their majesty,
I couldn't think of a better thing then you in the arms of me.


Later note: This one really stinks. I doesn't mean anything. I'll keep it up here, just know that this one is really really bad.

Creativity

It springs up from no where,
Or so it would seem
But when it appears,
It's more than a dream.
It's greatness and fame,
But it's more than that too.
It's an expression of feelings
That's long overdue.

Don't mind my rantings,
They're only a phase.
One that I'm sure
Will pass within days.
But while it's still here,
I want you to know,
Don't think about it too hard.
Just let it flow

Is This Really Happening?

Out of the darkness and into the light.
Somehow You've managed to break through this night.
From petty to humble we're down on our knees.
From shipwrecked to starstruck we're begging you please.
Sometimes humility can be inspired
By things that we wanted, but never desired.
Take what we wanted and throw it away.
Give what we need now,
Give light to this day.

In The End

I never thought this day would come.
It's almost like spring has sprung.
Please tell me it's not too late,
To get me through those golden gates.

Pretty please would you tell me
What is it I have done?
I'm just a lonely sinner
With no where else to run.

See you in May

See you in May.
Just one more day
when we'll float to the sky
on a blue butterfly.

See you in May
Then it'll all be ok
and I promise we'll stand
Up there, hand in hand.

See you in May
When we'll seize the day
and when it's all said and done
the prize we'll have won.




Note: I'm not really sure what this is about. It does sound very pretty and hopeful and reassuring though. I wish I could figure out what it means. If it's not just random garble.

This pain will end in beauty.
Somehow I'm sure
that everything I go through
that the reasoning is pure.

It's not like it's excruciating,
but it's not too pleasant either.
It started with the smallest thing
then began to blaze like fire.

It never lasts too long at all
but scars me every time.
Eventually when I'm past scars
I'll be thankful for the rain.

Yet to have a name

Stranded in the desert
Seemingly dying of thirst
A rock splits open wide
And out the water bursts.

One last meal to serve
Before supplies run out.
She gave it all away.
God's doing, she had no doubt.

Beaten and abused,
Yet still they pass him by.
Till a man with different views
Helped him before he died.

God's ways are not absurd,
Though they sometimes seem that way.
It's all because of His word
That from Him we never stray.

New Year

Change, hope, a new beginning,
That is what is promised us.
Sameness, struggles, never failing
To shove our hopes back in a box
Under a bed to save for next year
so we can pull it out again
and see that struggles never leave us
Just because we celebrate
but one other thing is never failing.
Beauty will always wait.