You’re Throwing Away Powerful Words

Sometimes empty words are better than the spoken.
But I’ve seen a thousand times
Words that were meant to be were never said.
There are some who can talk (on and on and on).
So much that it’s annoying.
But when it comes to those
Left quiet and in hiding
This song is for you.

Be strong. Be courageous.
Let it out. I know that it’s hard.
But you’ll be alright.
When God is on your side, there’s nothing left to hide.
You’re broken. So is everyone.
Now is the time to take your shot.
Stand up for what you got.
For you’re not just throwing empty words away.
You’re throwing away powerful words.

You might think people don’t wanna hear it.
but I’ve seen so many days
Words that were said changed a few heart’s.
There are some who can talk (on and on and on).
So much that it’s destroying.
But when it comes to those
Left quiet and in hiding
This song is for you.

Be strong. Be courageous.
Let it out. I know that it’s hard.
But you’ll be alright.
When God is on your side, there’s nothing left to hide.
You’re broken. So is everyone.
Now is the time to take your shot.
Stand up for what you got.
For you’re not just throwing empty words away.
You’re throwing away powerful words.

Don’t worry ’bout what others think.
When God is on your side, you can do anything.
You can be what you want
Even a leader.
Sometimes the quiet one’s
Are those throwing away powerful words.

Be strong. Be courageous.
Let it out. I know that it’s hard.
But you’ll be alright.
When God is on your side, there’s nothing left to hide.
You’re broken. So is everyone.
Now is the time to take your shot.
Stand up for what you got.
For you’re not just throwing empty words away.
You’re throwing away powerful words.

You can do it. You can do it.
Go ahead and try it.
You can do it. You can do it.
I believe in you.
God does, too.

You’re strong. You’re courageous.
Let it out. I know that it’s hard.
But you’ll be alright.
When God is on your side, there’s nothing left to hide.
You’re broken (I know…). So is everyone.
Now is the time to take your shot.
Stand up for what you got.
For you’re not just throwing empty words away.
You’re throwing away powerful (powerful…) words.

Powerful words…

Depression Never Bothered Me Anyway (Let It Go)

A few days ago, I was writing something to the song of “Let It Go” from the ever popular Frozen movie. At first, I started writing it as- Cancer never bothered me anyway…, but then went back and wrote Depression because I don’t know much about cancer. Thanks for reading.

The cancer inside takes my breath away.
My heart fighting for more time.
A bed of unlikely hope
And it looks like I to be.

My lungs are craving just to beat the time tonight.
Couldn’t open eyes, maybe it’s my time.

Don’t let it in, don’t let it see.
Take this knife and shove it through the floor.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Don’t let it win
And don’t give in!

Let it go, let it go.
Damage is done, I’m still alive.
Let it go, let it go!
Heart never give in to fear.

I’m not scared.
Not going to run away.
Bring the disease on.
Depression never bothered me anyway.

It’s funny how miracles
are never to be missed.
Until it is your life it holds.
Pray for a change in this!

It’s time to seize what strength I have.
To test the waters and be saved.

No right, no wrong, no rules for me, break free!

Let it go, let it go.
Damage is done, I’m still alive.
Let it go, let it go!
Heart never give in to fear.

I won’t run
And I won’t hide.
I will take it on!

Their echoes surround me I feel the cold breeze.
My life is holding on to broken memories I freeze.
And just one positive sanitizes my mind.
I’m never holding back, the time is now my time.

Let it go, let it go
And I’ll fight until my last breath.
Let it go, let it go
This faded girl will rise
I will stand
Proud and strong today
Let their words ring on

Depression never bothered me anyway.

 

 

In This Hour

In this hour the devil slowly devours.
All your pain holding you down
He steals away your soul.
That knife in front of you,
Turn away from it.
At this hour angel of death is right here.
He’s begging you to stand up
Face the darkness in you.
That knife in front of you,
Give it to him now.
In this hour there’s two little voices, but
There’s one you forgot your own.
It’s still your choice for your path.
That knife in front of you,
What will you do with it?

Rise Again

In this world full of hopes and dreams.
People fail but they rise up again.
When you look their way you’ll be amazed.
When you look my way you’ll be disgraced.
I fall down. On my knees.
Nothing helps. Not even just breathe.
I see myself drowning out.
Life just stinks. I’m fed up with it all.
Can’t see anything good about me.
Nothing strong, I’m just made of broken glass.
It takes one to look deep in my eyes
To show me all the truth and the lies.
I might be a mess but there’s nothing to stress.
I’ve made it through the darkest storms
Not a lot have been through.
I’ve fallen apart but my heart still beats.
Death hasn’t taken my life.
Devil hasn’t gotten my soul.
No…
I may be chained to images that haunt me.
But I know I’ll get through the night.
One day in time I will stand like a rock.
That’s my promise to me.
And no one, not even you could steal that away.
For now I might be walking on the edge of a broken glass.
I might be flying with damaged wings.
Falling on the cement, bleeding tears of pain.
And right now may seem like tomorrow may never happen.
But the clock is still ticking and my heart is still beating.
I’m not alright but I will be someday okay.
In this world full of hopes and dreams.
People fail but they rise up again.

Poem: Danny’s Story

Long, long, long ago,
A little boy grew up.
He had fears, he had dreams.
A longing in his heart that would never part.

There’s a story of that boy.
Told by many, it isn’t so pretty.

All by himself he would walk.
Down the halls, to the movies, no one would call.
He fell apart, broken heart.
A cry deep inside he would never hide.

Here’s the story of that boy.
Told by many, his name was Danny.

Grew up abandoned, fallen.
Always quiet, never knowing his thoughts.
He cried at night, all torn inside.
The cry grows deeper in screams never heard.

Listen well all you boys and girls.
Of a sad tale, storm full of whirls.

One day he broke down in tears.
All invisible to the ears and the eyes.
No one to confide, it’s hopeless.
A fight deep inside he would answer now.

He’s faithless with broken dreams.
His knife to the skin maybe relieve the pain.
Not for long, he’s dying inside.
He’s bleeding away hoping someone will save him one time.

That one time was his last time.
And the next day no one would see him again.

There’s a sad, sad story,
Told by many, of a boy named Danny.

My Hope. My Wish.

You might have the best of me tonight.
But one day you won’t cut through my skin and bones.
You won’t make me tremble with your words.
This is my hope, this is my wish on a star.
Though it may seem so far,
A little part of me is dying to believe.

I will be all you never wanted me to be.
The now loner a future warrior.
Skin and bones may bleed and break.
But tomorrow may not be the same.
So take your words, take your hate.
Guilt will lessen and I won’t be chained by shame.

Hear my words I am saying tonight.
All these swords you throw at me will someday miss.
You won’t make me stutter with your strength.
This is my hope, this is my wish on a star.
Though you won’t seem to care,
Your words won’t have power over me someday.

Someday, if not today.
I’ll stand and rise again.
And I won’t be the same.
Someday, maybe tomorrow
You’ll see a different me.
A stronger, a wiser, a fighter.

You won’t have power over me.

Karma (One Day)

Throw me hate, make me bait, it’s okay, okay.
Your words sting like bees, you’re so blind to see.
But that’s okay.

Cause one day you’ll have your day.
One day you will wish for better.
One day, karma gonna get you.
And one day, you’ll make me stronger.

A fighter, floating higher, I’m so high, so high.
Your words cut through me, but it won’t make me bleed.
Make me bleed.

Cause one day you’ll have your day.
One day you will wish for better.
One day, karma gonna get you.
And one day, you’ll make me stronger.

All you bullies, you’re gonna get what you ask for.
Tell me you don’t care, well, we’ll wait and see.
Cause karma’s gonna get you sore.
Yeah, it’s gonna come right back to you.

Take your shot, throw me rocks.
Sticks and stones may break my bones.
But words can never tear my heart.
One day karma gonna make you see.
You’re gonna make me stronger, a fighter.

Father’s Day

So I asked my Dad what he wanted for father’s day and he replied a drawing from me on a card. Instead, I thought of drawing a big picture of Mufasa and Simba because that was the movie he would watch with me all the time growing up. Even during college years he’d still watch it. I miss that movie. Need to buy it in DVD for the new home.

Anyways, does this look good?

Thanks for your inputs!

Overcoming “Something”

Hello, sorry for not posting anything. I have been trying to find motivation, focus- some may say I’m just lazy, others could say it’s depression. To me, it feels like a mixture because I feel lazy when I’m depressed. Most of the time I can only get myself to write poetry because it doesn’t deal with research. I can just write it. And I did write something, just not article writing. I was watching a show where Dr. Daniel Amen and his wife talk about ADD. The different types of them. Also, I keep listening to Christina Aguilera’s “Cease Fire” from her Lotus album. It sparked my interest to write one.

After watching yesterday’s show, today I began to write one. It’s for the troubled minds. The ones who are quick to temper, there’s no turn off. Anything can trigger it, or its just automatic. It’s a cry from them for the other person to not fight back or take it personally. It’s an apology to them too.

This happens to all of us suffering from Bipolar, Borderline Personality Disorder, ADD, or any other mental health disorders. We get irritated easily. We blow up on someone. And after it’s all said and done, we either lock ourselves in our room pondering over it for sometime and maybe even cry, or let it go. Another thing we do is hold grudges on someone because of what they say. It’s a hopeless, poisonous obstacle course, or maze that never seems to end.

Growing up, I felt like this a lot. And I constantly wondered as I grew older and realized it was autonatic, why can’t I control it? Why am I so weak when everyone else is strong? I thought I was all alone in this. Truth is, no one is alone in it. You may not find someone on the street or in school or wherever you go who is depressed, feeling lost, hopeless, and confused. Some are good at hiding it and some are not. But one thing in life is: everyone is battling something. Some are battling more than others. If you are facing a hard time now, remember this, God didn’t give you this journey thinking you couldn’t face it. He gave you it knowing you can handle it. Each one of us has a unique battle we are facing. And if you ask someone about their history, you just might find your’s isn’t that bad.

Here is the poem I wrote:

Will You Cease Fire?
June 7, 2014

Will You Cease Fire?
Help me remember.
Bring me back to before I
Made that explosion.
Will You Cease Fire?
Put down that retaliation.
Will you remind me,
“I’m on your side”.
Please remind me.
‘Cause it hurts so bad.
When I start you give into me.
I’m the poison, you’re the acid.
I’m the oil, you’re the fire.
I’m the storm bringing conflict and pain.
But you can restore by staying stronger.
I know it’s hard,
I should be smarter in my own actions.
And I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
And I’m sorry.
It’s out of nowhere.
I don’t know when I’ll blow up.
Please forgive me,
I’m still trying,
But it keeps holding onto me.
I need you to do one thing.
Just one thing.
Will you cease fire?

Thanks for reading this and my other blogs.

*peace&God Bless*

Writing Again

Back when I took the 40 day journey by Rick Warren, I didn’t realize how so many liked my blogging. When I started blogging, I was challenging myself to write articles. I didn’t know if they were good or what purpose they would serve in someone else’s life. Rereading all your comments made me think, “I should have stuck to this site.” For I had laid a foundation, yet never did anything with it. I just open a new blogging site and blog again.

But that’s just me. Always changing. Always wanting to do new things. I get bored that I need variety. So, I guess I’m going to have to self discipline myself if I want to reach my future career I have decided to do- writing.

Your comments proved to me that I can write. I questioned it again this year and challenged myself in writing blogs in another site. Then, came back to here just for a glance at it and realized I did write blogs before and I can write blogs. They may not always be great, however, not all blogs are going to be. But I had told myself a long time ago that if I were to die today, I wanted to know I helped someone. I always wanted to be a volunteer at church. That made me smile from inside out and that was my plan since then- to help someone. But I didn’t know my blogs were helping someone out there because I was focused on getting comments for grammar and spelling errors, whether the blog made sense; I wanted it to be perfect.

I guess I have a bit of OCD when it comes to my writing. If I question what I wrote makes sense, it’s hard to press the “submit” or “publish” button without knowing for sure. Sometimes I just have to press it before I even start to criticize it all.

Anyways, thanks everyone who reads my blogs. I am hoping to write a blog each day, if not then a weekly blog. I just need some topics to inspire me to write and I have a very hard time finding them! Until then, I wrote this yesterday. Do you like it?

Angel of Mercy

Mercy. Angel.
Begotten.
Forsaken.
My betrayal.

Hopeless. Lonely.
Dramatic.
Worrier.
Wings adore thee.

I am sorry.
Hear my apology.
Merciful angel catch me.

I am falling from heaven.
Picked you apart and locked you away.
The damage can’t be undone.
Angel, have mercy on me.

Crying. Bleeding.
Deceiving.
Engaging.
So overdone.

Loving. Forgiving.
Disaster.
Thunderstorm.
You will save me.

I am sorry.
Hear my apology.
Merciful angel believe.

I am falling from heaven.
Picked you apart and locked you away.
The damage can’t be undone.
Angel, have mercy on me.

Hold me… wrap me in your arms.
Never let me… let me go. No, no, no.
Angel of mercy… I am trying to be
Someone you want me to be.

I am falling from heaven.
Picked you apart and locked you away.
The damage can’t be undone.
Angel, have mercy on me.

I am falling from heaven.
Picked you apart and locked you away.
The damage can’t be undone.
Angel, have mercy on me.

Mercy. Angel.
Begotten.
Forsaken.
My protector.