I plant my feet on the sand And cement my life in truth Fear does not define you Nor does it shape you I was created before the winds of tragedy Cemented in hope and truth I am destined to be in Not tears, Not pain, Not remorse But enthroned by my God who created…… Continue reading #
It’s been a while, So welcome me back, With a small round of applause, I might be off.
Be my motivation paint my body with your strokes of pain – never speak as if you know me and the depths of your strokes your eyes see a mirror, a reflection I always tell you that’s not me – you insist on your ego being stroked ‘ela ainda pensa assim’ I am who I am you are not…… Continue reading Rage
Why must you pick me, without me picking you? You will not choose me What makes one give up? Should I give up? What makes one take the decision to chase the never-ending path that leads to emptiness? What if I knew the answer? Do I continue on that same path? Why must one face so…… Continue reading You will not choose me – pavements and choices rewrite
You won the competition, the last leg. Racing towards the finish line to see who’s heart would stop beating for the other first And even though I doubted you were the one my heart still beats for you and yours for her It’s okay because I guess I know my heart will beat for another but…… Continue reading
Amor sem limite confessions of a child. Eu tento e digo para mim mesmo que esta tudo bem, mas eu vejo voce em todos os lugares que eu voltar, se eu estou em minha casa ou a sua, e isso doi. Mas eu me lembro a palavra do Senhor, lembra que Deus preparou para mim…… Continue reading Amor sem limite
to be mad is to ponder across the reason of life