Only in death
Freed from meth
Tag: Poetry
What’s Wrong with the World?
What preserves our sanity, Mr. Chesterton?
Butterflies and Thunder
Is it really her you miss?
Hand-In-Hand
While in the Christmas whirlwind,
We quickly became more than friends.
The Door
“Close the door!” She yelled behind.
But we were gone and paid no mind.
To Live is Christ
No matter the affliction of my chains.
No matter what I’ll go through,
No matter the pain;
Oh to live is Christ and to die is gain.
At Arm’s Length
In a noble desire to keep you from harm
He won’t let you come past the length of his arm.
Only Gold Remains
When faith is forced through fearsome flames…
A New Start
An end can bring a sweet, new start.
Sweat and Blood
Then I heard, yes I was taught
My redemption had been bought
With Wills 