R.I.P. (Radical. Immortal. Po...

By roxstarash

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I live and I will die but my words soar high written in skies of paper, allowed me to live forever. - Snippe... More

Dear Dad, (an introduction)
Sea of melancholy
My other father
Rendevous
But a dream
Written away
Poison within
There's hope
Famished
To live again
death's door
a child forever
His Love
Born Again
Only One (You)
The Cook
My Cousin, like a sister
So-called Love
His good will
Placement
Wall of fear
Starving
Reverse Sanity
Is it hope?
dear father
not good enough
once upon a whim
once upon a whim (part 2)
the greeting-happy valentines' day
Never ending
Benefits of prayer and faith in times of stress
Carry on
Passion and love
Not again
What Death's after
one out of ten
the uncertain decisions
Jumping jobs
War mentality
Melancholic
An enduring love
A complaint to God
In-charge of tomorrow
I'm nothing
my upcoming birthday
Turned to white, crimson within
Sleeping for an eternity
The Wedding day Poem
Days I didn't feel worthy
Down the aisle
Savoring God's goodness
Insignificant little me
My Maiden Dream
Monster
Passing Phases
Someone like me
His perfect child
On the edge
Faulty little creation
Marionette
The thoughts inside my head
Walking Anarchy (Wayward daughter)
What's wrong
Deep end
What on earth will happen to me?
My Anxiety
Work in Progress
Abomination
Inside our shell
From strangers to kin
Drunk in sin
Chasing air
A nuisance
Vessel
Lost again
Voices
Evil at work
Two heads are better than none
Misgivings
Itching needs
Sinking deeper
My shallow heart
Father's day 2019.
Endless Night
Today's sorrow (eight stanzas for our eight years).
"Harrowed"
Cracks to Shattered glass
Run Again
Absence
Training Ground
Impurity
Help
My Only Sibling
My Good Boy
Clay
Trying
Crown
Lachrymose Well
My Grip
Desperately
Torn Between
Sudden Burst
Meaningless Slavery
The Monsters Inside of my head
Ultimate Source
Misanthrope's rope
Junior Hell
Maggots
Nails
My Heart's Desires
Deadly Cold
Bitter and Black
Swarming Flies
Dead Inside
The Doom and Gloom
Empty Husk

Lies from the enemy?

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By roxstarash

I'm running out of things to be thankful for,

I yearn for luxury, convenience and more.

Though I receive countless blessings everyday,

Difficulties and pain still finds its way.

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My life sometimes loses its sense of purpose,

I feel like a clown in an empty circus.

I don't want to die but I'm not happy being born,

For life itself causes my spirit to be torn.

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The friends I can trust are lesser than my fingers,

Superficial optimism really hinders

The understanding of me, even by relatives and family.

So help me Lord, before I believe more lies from the enemy.

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Is it a lie, that life itself is completely against me?

That hardships also happen to everybody?

It's so cliche' to say that life is unfair,

That's why for me, it's hard to bear.

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I beg you for grace, Oh Lord the King,

I feel small, fragile and worth nothing.

My heart's so heavy from the weight of sadness,

Please don't let me drown in madness.

-

August 20 2016

Copyright Star Ashley Cruz

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