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to my aunt, who loves her children so much to eat sugar on their wedding days. I love you so much, I’ll eat sugar for you. Inflammation, it may be, I made a promise to thee, To eat sugar, just for you, As you start this chapter anew.

Am I out of control or just stuck in my head? Quick, name five things around you, before you drift out ahead. To where? The sea of endless possibilities, "To fear or not to fear?" I ask. "To fear!", cries the flesh who tends to be near. "Fear what, may I ask?" "The monsters, the whispers, the things inside your head, The coward, the preacher, the thing that wants you dead, Your sister, your brother, the people you call family and friends, Fear them all, for you are small, and

Flowers grow, but they don’t stay. Their beauty comes, then goes away. Is everything fleeting? Do all things pass? My chest aches, my tears water the grass. My mind shifts to heaven, that magnificent place. Where eternity stays, and nothing goes to waste. So flowers are reminders of that time to come. A time that stays, doesn’t go away, where flowers last.

“Weeping Willow Tree, Will you weep next to me? As I rest, my weary head, On the trunk of your weepy willow bed.” The tree said to me, “Hey it’s gonna be alright, There’s the Maker, up above, Who does hold the weeping one He Loves.” To everything, there is a season, To everything, there is a time under heaven. I looked up at the tree, And the tree looked down at me, we gave thanks, to the One above, Who does hold the weeping ones He loves. To everything, there is a season, To

Life in the fog, oh what do you know. Which way is up, where do I go? "Follow the light, stay on track!", Please, please oh please, I want to go back... I must keep going, I must go on! The life I left is no longer home. Guide me dear Divine, show me the way, Where shall I go , and where shall I stay? "Chin up little one, and please do not fear, For your Father in Heaven is always near." I continue my journey, I keep pushing on, The story is not over, and its hardly even begu

Don't hate me for what I allow myself to do. Don't hate me for what I allow myself to say. Don't hate me for the choices I make. Don't hate me for the way I say your name. Don't hate me for trying. Don't hate me for failing. Don't hate me for succeeding, for that is jealousy unveiling. Don't hate me when I am wrong, don't hate me when I am right. Don't hate me when I'm hungry, or when I cant fight the fight.