Is It Enough??

Staring up at a starless sky
I sit alone and wonder why

Hearts are broken, people used
Lies are told, loved ones abused

Murders take place, so many die
What does God think, as He watches from the sky?

When disaster strikes, and people cry
Does Our Creator wonder why?

Does He regret giving us free will?
Or what went down on Calvary Hill?

His blood was shed, to bring mercy and grace
So one day we'll be worthy to meet Him face to face

His forgiveness is enough to keep us out of Hell
But is it enough to save us from ourselves?

Sick and Dying

Sitting here so lonely
In my English class
Here, in this empty fishbowl
Faces pressed against the glass

Staring down at me
Hoping I will do a trick
But I refuse to move
Stuck in the corner, sick

Sick of pretending to try
Sick of setting goals
Oh so sick of being sick
Of slipping through the holes

Wishing I was better
Wishing I was strong
Wishing I was different
Wishing that I could belong

Trying to be "normal"
Trying not to cry
Trying to stop bleeding
Trying not to die

Knowing it'll happen
In a day or two
Knowing oh so well
That dyings what I'll do

Razor Blades

Razor Blades
There are worse addictions
Eating
Alcohol
Sex
Weed
Crack
Acid

Razor blades aren't so bad
Rather than harm, they heal
They heal emotional pain

And rather than causing weakness, they provide strength
Making skin stronger, thicker
So it is that much harder for others to get in under it
To break it
To hurt it
To hurt you

Razor Blades are protection
Like guns or clothing or air bags
But not from physical danger
From emotional harm

They are freedom
Releasing you from your broken, hurting heart
Releasing you from your past
Releasing all pain
All anger
All sadness
Razor Blades....