Poetry On A Roll

I regret not trying.
I regret giving up because of fear.
Even if my voice quivers,
I’m glad I tried
to get out of my comfort zone.

I’m missing
thay vital connection
that says I’ve known you
my whole life.
Instead I see you
as a familiar stranger,
you’re like a repeated surprise
I can never get used to.

I often think of death
more than I think of life;
fearing the dead
more than the living.
I have the opportunity to live every day.
I’ll only die once.

I want this.
And I crave that.
I make plans for this.
And I make milestones for that.
I tell myself it’s my life
and I’m in charge of every aspect.
I work everything out
down to the last detail
but nothing ever goes by the book.
My creative ideas and God’s master plan
for my life are two different stories.

Let’s help each other.
We’re all one family.
Let’s not look for anything in return.
We’re all in the same boat.
At the end of the day,
life does not discriminate.
Nothing is promised to anyone of us.

No matter how much
someone smiles.
No matter how much
you think you know them.
Don’t bet your life
on what you see.
Looks can be deceiving.
As long as you don’t need anything,
you’ll always be good friends.

I close my eyes
and savour
the pain sometimes.
To the depths of my soul,
I’ll reach down
to that raw and unedited
place for inspiration.

Nothing happens before time.
Always remember that saying.
You are right where you need to be.
Appreciate the dazzling moment.

Take everything
with a grain of salt.
Never mind the cliché.

Everyone will have an opinion
of who they think you are.
Doesn’t mean that they are right.
You should know yourself
better than anyone else.
If not, take a lesson.

It’s always a good day to be alive.
Even when you don’t look or feel too well.

You are loved more than you’ll ever know.
You are chosen and uniquely made,
there’s no duplication.

Now I look to God for everything.
I used to think
I could do it all on my own,
and acted like I didn’t need Him.
I even stopped praying for a while.
My defenses were down but I didn’t care,
I couldn’t see the light.

As long as everything was good on my end,
I could care less;
I could do it all on my own,
I didn’t need Him for anything.
I certainly thought I was better off
following my own path,
until I was thrown off my high horse
and landed on my butt so hard,
I was torn to pieces
only God could put me back together again.