Take It - 09.06.09

Let's get the picture straight, let me paint it for you,
The reason behind my anger, comes from a time long past due.
The things that happened a few months past,
I didn't see it before,
That it still weighs on my shoulders, still knocks on my door.
Exactly what I did, I will not say,
But I suddenly became ugly, my face painted gray.
Mistake after mistake, I walked a dangerous path,
My thoughts became dark, my heart full of wrath.
As I finally found the light at the end of my darkest hall,
Upon my Heavenly Father, my heart began to call.
He filled me with his warmth, forgiveness shining true,
A part of me rejoiced, while a part was left in blue.
I did not deserve it, His love, His warmth, His pain,
He should have left me in the dust, left me in the rain.
And yet His forgiveness he did give me, though I do not forgive myself,
Satan's dark words crept inside my heart, using slyness and stealth.
The Lord's hand reaches out to me, wanting to help me make it,
Now the easiest and hardest choice I must make,
To lift my own,
And take it.

 - Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)

Found Poem - 05.12.09

Some say the world will end in fire,

I knew that essentially nothing had changed.

She was a stranger in this world, just like him.

He would not cry in front of them again.

But until then, you never saw me.

I concentrated on being invisible...

It was a heroic shot.

The forest vibrated with the ripeness of its colors,

It was a long, quiet walk.

The night was not dark enough...

- Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)

Hope - 05.11.09

Pouring rain,

Burning pain.

Feels like your heart has died,

Can't fix it no matter if you tried.

Every time back up you get,

Just to find you've lost the bet.

Once again hit and maimed,

By that pouring rain,

Burning pain.

No room left to grow,

But little did you know,

Soon will be gone that pouring rain,

Burning pain.

Times will be hard for a few longer,

But all of this will make you stronger.

You'll come out on top,

No longer held down by the chain,

Pouring rain,

Burning pain.

Life will be better soon enough,

Just hold on tight, it will be tough.

The burning fire quenched by the rain,

No more hurt and no more pain.

- Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)