we've become this


how have we become a culture
where we must post our feelings
images we've taken
to prove that we have friends
to show that we travel and explore
to be our perfected us
we edit and squish
layer black and white to seem more dramatic
in forgetting that insta doesn't have to be perfect
our makeup doesn't have to be on fleek
our texting lingo on point
we put ourselves into a spot
one that we locked ourselves into
bc honestly
we've created this haven't we

yellow flower


i woke up and started to cry
it wasn't that i had a bad dream
nothing horrid had happened at all
more like
in said dream
i had wanted a yellow flower
but it had blown away
it was just a dried flower
why would i cry over that

true power

there lives a Being
more mighty than man

He stands taller than the trees
breathes life for us to inhale
His voice echoes like a canyon 
His heartbeat shakes the ground

He is the image of the invisible God
the firstborn over all
He was before
and is after
He delivered us from darkness
which strangled us
dragging us farther and farther from light

He did this by shining love 
in the hole
which we dug ourselves into 
He found us there
scared
sick
and holding shovels in hand

evidence against us
we fought anyways
only to drop the shovels

leaving emptiness for love
darkness for light
ache for forgiveness 

no longer are we alone
for Jesus has come

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rich vs poor

maybe we are richer
even when we think we are poor
our hearts tell us
that we a missing out
soon we set a goal
to reach the things that seem
so vibrant compared to normal dull
and once that is touched
you sit and your heart is still beating
the emptiness is still there
bc rich or poor
thriving or not
that isn't what matters

fighting fears

you can't always be afraid
there comes a time
where you must press on

to live 
to ache 
to thrive 
to be 

you have to shake off those doubts
and hold onto hope
you've got this
even if you're pretending at first
that's practicing
and pretty soon
you'll really truly have it

unreachable

we live in a world
with so much regret
too many losses and not enough victories
it's a place where good seems impossible
beauty untouchable
where poverty is more common than wealth
and sickness strikes more daily
we are the planets inhabitants
we are the ones who live here
grasping for hope
takes a being stronger than fears
stronger than the everlasting ache
you have to be a warrior to survive here
you have to be a fighter