This is a bit of a spiritual one..

my poetry is ok,i guess, but if i ever wanna get good then i have to get used to showing it to other people and taking criticism.


The room's so dark
I feel so cold
Tears fill up my eyes

The pain's too much
To be so bold
To not let time pass by

To try to reach
And stretch myself
To be the salt and light

But it seems so hard
With the pain i've felt
To talk about my Christ

So here i am
On my knees
Wanderin' what to do

To follow my Lord
Or to liv e by the rules
Made...by...you