Untitled - 10/27/2025

lord as it gets colder
as the temptations get bolder
i pray that your grace
is my

sweater.
can’t sweater
love never lost
only learned to live with.

grief.
belief
that as the leaves fall
we stand tall.

break up
gotta leave the breaks up
life’s coming fast
speeding while im running out of gas.

lord i pray
your words catch me
that those who wish us ill
do not.

lord i pray my passion
is worth my pain
i pray that
your word is my fashion

the word as my sword
sweater as my shield
keep me from the cold
make all truths bold

lord i pray i maintain
in the end
i could say i gained

love? success?
what’s to bless?
someone who my heart can caress?
but i digress

in that
i don’t think ill find her where i be.
i dont know if i want her to find me.
life is a tree and im waiting to see

what have the seeds sown?
how have i grown?
am i a weeping willow?
or have my roots billowed?

father as i make more dollars than ever before
im starting to see that it’s not what im meant for.
its not the ends ive longed for
the prayers i sing songs for.

in my plight
i find the light
in that
this life is all ive wished for

friends
who comprehend the pain of
not wanting to say the same
but still being scared of the change.

lord can you throw me away on an island for a change?
so that my impulses can be neglected
isolation for contemplation
and that in me, i can find you.