The Fear of Dying

Am I afraid to die tonight? Strangely, no I am not.

If I Die on the Surgery Table tomorrow morn….

IF I should die on the table for some odd reason I want things to be clear so my family will have it a little easier, I HOPE TO GOD THAT DOESN’T HAPPEN TOMORROW! In case though this needs to be posted. You never know when something can go wrong.

Things I have to let out…the loneliness is killing me

I get so lonely. I am lonely now. The loneliness is heavy on my heart. It makes me miss home even though home isn’t home since dad died. I fantasize about what home would be like if I rushed back there but when reality returns I see that it isn’t what I see in my fantasy. Home hasn’t been home for twelve years. My family has been broken since March 7, 1996 and there is no fixing it. Mom isn’t really mom even though I fantasize about that too.

A Stained Glass Masquerade

The Stained Glass Masquerade
Would it set me free
If I dare to let you see
The truth behind the person
That you imagine me to be
Would your arms be open?
Or would you walk away?
Would the love of Jesus be enough to make you stay?
Are we happy plastic people?
Under shiny plastic steeples?
With walls around our weakness?
Smiles to hide our [...]

Here I Go Again

AMEN! Here I Go Again….