The Real Enemy

Through trials and strife, I will bloom
Faith will begin to radiate
For the changes seen that grow around
Cannot just be the hands of fate

God's mighty powerful hand
Controls my destiny
If only I can trust more when it's tough
Relying less on me

The plans our Father has for my time
I cannot understand
But, unconditional love I can place
Making my destiny more grand

Riches in material things
Is not my goal for life
Riches in spirit, love, and wisdom
I can gain through my strife

Promised to me by my Lord
When I hand to Him my all
Reliance on my Savior
Who overcame the Fall

Responsibility I must take
In my self made decisions
Recognizing the real Enemy
His self glorifying mission

Blaming the Lord for my woes
Aggrieves only me
It furthers Satan's goal
Affecting my destiny

Today as events seem better
It's easy for me to say
The Lord had a helping hand
In creating my superior day

But, when things begin to disintegrate
I pray to my Father now
That I will have the presence of mind
To continue on my knees to bow

Nonsense

Book, paper, talking tree
Nonsense words that fill me
Concentration has been shot
Can a brain begin to rot?

Grab for rational words to hear
For nonsense I can no longer bear
Cohesion seems to be all gone
Humming the tune to the same old song

Today's complaints, same as the past
Always want knowledge of how long this will last
Answers few, questions many
Attempts at a cure, I've tried plenty

At wit's end, words upon words
Can't even read, how's that for absurd
Funny the things that used to be easy
Getting out of bed, dressed and ready

For now each act is heavy labor
Each decision feels like a huge favor
To those that depend upon my care
But instead in my turmoil committed to share

Tick Tock

Tick Tock, Tick Tock
Heartbeat of the bedroom clock
One second becomes eternity
Sanity locked up without a key

Tick Tock, Tick Tock
The Enemy begins to mock
Energy low, nothing to battle
No sleep, easy to rattle

Tick Tock, Tick Tock
Relief ventures a knock
With sanity behind fastened doors
Madness revels, feeling sure

Tick Tock, Tick Tock
Head pang, assault of a rock
Side effect of the fix
Hope is lost, not worth the risk

Tick Tock, Tick Tock
Nothing to stop the bedroom clock
Maniacal wins, a bit after 4
Dispirited by the apparent cure

Poems Written a Few Weeks Back

I forgot to add these. These were written a couple of weeks ago.

Wings

Wings of a bird so young 

Closed and unable to fly 

The song of a baby bird sung 

Peeps, attempts and shy

 

Become, I have, like that young bird

Fearful of leaving its nest 

An adult's life that's become absurd

Unable to pass life's test

Praying I'll grow like the chick will 

And my wings will open wide 

Sitting upon my window sill 

Anticipating my very first glide 

Trusting God as the hatchling does

Upon it's first leap from the tree 

I will open wide my wings because I'm secure

He'll take care of me

Reality

The vast depths of the ocean

The crashing waves upon the sand 

Beauty found, peace surrounds

Eyes closed, listening on land

Staying in that peaceful place

Where the beauty captivates

Keeping my eyes closed tightly

As life around me refuses to wait

For on the sand I prefer to stay 

It's safe, secure and free 

Afraid I am to open my eyes 

Petrified of what might be

For once my eyes are no longer bound 

Reality I will find 

Debris, polluted water and sand

Beauty washed away from my mind

Survival

Cave so dark, quiet fear
Signs of danger I can hear
Survival depends on being sure
Predators I do not lure

One mistake and it's complete
By my own fault I will be beat
Private silence to take the time
My fate relies on my mind

For an unclear mind can deceive
And trap me into false belief
That choices made are all mine
When in fact that is a lie

The predator will come and devour
If I retreat and hand over the power
The type of mind needed in this situation
Is strong willed and filled with clarification

The reality brings me back to fear
Since my mind is lost and unclear
To be reliant on myself to exist
Promotes the panic to persist

Survival is left more to fate
As I sit back in prayer to wait
God speaks and calls me to His side
He says that with me He'll abide

Trust in Him I"ll have to place
For alone it's sure I'll lose the race
I"m reminded of Daniel in the Lion's Den
Encouraged by God claiming me as friend

Through the dark, I'll find the light
No longer blind, with newfound sight
Admit with trepidation I still stroll
Breaking free of the cave remains the goal

Uneasy the walk still is
With shaky faith that I give
My life to the Savior that I claim
So that once cave free I will be sane

Destination

Blowing in the wind, a leaf so high
Boundaries it knows not of as it floats
No destination as it circles the sky
Just freedom, pure freedom it promotes

Enjoying the exquisiteness of the earth below
Not looking for another leaf in which to see
Flying around in glory, with the wind it flows
Happier than when it left the tree

The branches held it tight, never letting go
Living with the green each and every day
Now its color is so bright, it's putting on a show
Admired now, most pleasant some would say

But the wind begins to howl and the leaf loses control
The colors are now fading to a brown
For the life begins to fade, and still without a goal
The brown leaf's ride has ended on a down

Fantasy

When the heartache begins to lift
And I start to feel alive
When hope begins to settle in
I find it's all a lie

For then the mind begins to race
With a blissful melody
That transforms into a bitter tune
The soul does not find pretty

With every time that hope is false
The sorrow grows further deep
For the cycle seems to never end
And I begin to weep