Ghost Writing

I’m just a ghost figure in the corner watching my life walk by in shadow while I keep breathing. Control is an illusion for the “other ones” on the outside calling the shots. Faith is a bridge I’m building Tomorrow is a dream worth living So I breathe So I call tomorrow a promise Knowing … Continue reading Ghost Writing

Alone

Alone is an underrated word Do we know what it means? Have we felt its sting to the fullest? Have we walked in the dark groping for candles or matches or a cell-phone glare? Have you lived if? I have Or maybe I haven’t In its depths, there is always a glimmer In its talons, … Continue reading Alone

Hidden

Maybe there’s something poetic about hiding in plain sight. Or maybe it’s weakness. Or maybe it’s strength to stay composed while the world crumbles and stirs around you. Maybe it’s survival. Maybe it’s faith. Maybe I’m not hiding at all! maybe I’m standing. “Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.” Job 13:15