Pain. Rain.

Everyone feels pain
Everyone has past stains
Nobody really gains
Nobody really likes the rain
Its creates an atmosphere of dark gloom
An atmosphere that leaves you in your lonely doom
But what they fail to realize is what it creates
Just like the grass on the fields that quietly waits
The rain falls down right before they begin to wither
Its like it knows when its needed, yet no one wants it either
When its not all rainbows and sun shines, just darkness and rain
Its the time where you grow just like the grass through the pain
And it refortifies your life and gives you new found strength
Things you could not handle before becomes attainable at arm's length

So when you're at your lowest and have no where to look or go to, to seek comfort

Just look up to the sky and wait for the rain that comes from the Father who comforts

With a drop of peace falling at every angle to hit every spot of pain so you could be renewed  

I pray you see that the rain is really just a blessing so you could continue to grow and pursue... life.

The Heart Is Deceitful Who Can Understand It?

That awkward feeling when everything is going well.
And out of stupidity you decide to do what you think is good.
Just to have it backfire on you and that's when your heart fell.
And the blue skies and glorious days are darkened and misunderstood.
Well that's what happened to this momentum of a fairy-tale story.
Feelings create emotions you can't control or contain.
And when everything goes wrong you stop and start to worry.
Because you know your past and how it left your heart with pain.

Because what I feared.
Is exactly what I hear.
"Thanks I care for you too.
But I'm not all in with you."
I tried to be patient and wait.
But in the end, they all hesitate.
Well, I want this to turn around.
I want my heart to settle down.
I can't control what she feels.
But I can control what she steals.
And my heart is back in my hands.
It will listen to what my mind commands.
They work separately on numerous occasions.
But one is taking charge because of ill-advised persuasions.

So, until the time is right.
Do not awaken love.
Be mindful and out of sight.
And that love will come down from above.
When you least expect it.
It will happen.
Patience is wearing thin.
But it will happen.

I hope.