She comes to stab him with her knives
The wounded soldier trapped inside She dare not knock upon his door His truth will burn her to the floor She lies await to vent her rage The devil's puppet on a stage Without a reason truly fair She'll try to lure him with her hair She wants to run, no where to hide She lies alone, too weak to cry So desperate for a great escape She hopes the end will help will wake She hopes his pain will set her free She cries with tears of knives. Carter Chase Dec.6th 2017
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The other girls are trying to be
The woman they want me to see. But you keep doing you, Your smile turns the black to blue. I love the way you laugh out loud, So grateful you forgot to be proud. You live the way you're made to be, And that's the thing that sets you free. Carter Chase November 28th 2017 Darkness floods my mind
As I lay here trying to unwind. "Pray your prayer little man, Pray that God will hold your hand." I take my reality as nothing but poems, A written story of an abstract mind in a spiritual war. The artist writes his words and draws whatever is it that wants out. The story teller must bleed to describe the blood, And the potter must find what he uses as mud. Time to snap out and back to reality. Shake it off man. Carter Chase November 28th 2017 Pain is a game that the devil plays while dancing in the rain.
His fiddle lies while strumming hymns of hunger, fear and shame. The one immoral conscience that's a beast too wild to tame. He knows that he will one day die. He tries to dive inside your eyes, To steal your soul and make you cry. The devil's words are piercing minds of those who play his game. Carter Chase September 19th 2017 I've had demons
And I know you do too, But you're afraid So you put on parade That you never knew. I'm tired of the lies, Tired of the shame, Tired of people cursing so casually the power of His name. But I'm to blame, But I'm to blame, But I'm to blame, Lustful for fame, Hoping that God's truth will one day make people know my name. But that's not fair, Like I have the right to sell air, When I've been given life But want credit when I share. Look in my eyes, Look at my hair, Go ahead and stare, For what do I care, I come to you bare. I'm more afraid to hide what's inside Because I've been there before And I've believed in those lies, And I've hidden that fear, And I've buried that shame, Only for time and time again for it to rise from the dead in the back of my brain, Driving me insane, Enough! Don't play the devil's game. Free yourself, Feel the pain, For fruits to blossom Let it rain. When Christ said it is finished It was taken in His name, So rain on him your troubles Let Him grow you again. Carter Chase September 17th 2017 There's a child that's hurting and sobbing inside.
The stone cold face of man frees but only a smirk. Chained down by fear to express, And believing the lie that he's here to impress. His eyes seam to only see grey, As he's pulled through the fog and into the black. Now hope and destruction, a war they must fight. Laid there alone, long hours in the night. The future's unknown and although there's yet light, The stone cold faced man knows what is right. He opens to God and demons they flee, 'Oh my God why'd I lay down my integrity.' For the time has now come for man has to choose, If he takes up the courage, denying to lose. He hears back a voice, a whisper and warmth, So he finally listens with mindful intense. 'Oh my child come out and into the light, Show me what's wrong and not only what's right. Give me your troubles, I'll throw them away, For I am the life, the truth and the way.' Carter Chase September 7th 2017 Little boy who's yet to live,
I don't have that much to give, So I wrote this little song to help you out. When you're young go have some fun, Meet some friends, play in the sun, And in the rain go do the same, Go play your games. But you'll get beat and you'll get hurt, Get your face kicked in the dirt, But there's one day soon you'l learn to stand. Apologize, learn to forgive, With what you're given, take and give, And don't you dare forget to love, the ones you love. As you grow, don't you forget, To be living in the now, And when there's heartbreak in your eyes, there's always hope. For when you're down and feeling blue, know that there's one who loves you; Whether me, your mom, and always Jesus Christ. Little boy who's yet to live, I have so much here to give, So I wrote this little song to help you out. While I walk and as I learn, And with wrongs I've took my turn, To you my boy, I give you who I am. Carter Chase September 3rd 2017 My hand was dipped into the water as I sailed into the unknown.
It gave me a sense of peace while drifting through the waters. A slave to my own ship in an ocean full of loneliness. I was existing, I could breath, and see, and hear, But none of my senses could absorb any purpose to the question 'why'. I simply existed, and felt, and thought, But like all the sailors lost at sea, I was alive but I didn't have life. A voice was calling me from beyond the surface of the deep, But I could not see through the ripples. "Dive in head first and you will be free". The voice spoke deeply and clearly, As if it had known me and who I was. I was afraid. The voice was elevated, "Trust me". My fear was suddenly married to confusion. How could I trust a voice that had no face, And why would I leave the one thing I believed was keeping me alive. "Leave it all behind", The voice seamed to know my thoughts. "Who are you?", I asked. And in response, "I am that I am". I didn't know how to respond, But for some reason I was intrigued by the idea of something beyond my understanding. "What will happen if I trust you, what will happen if I surrender my ways?", I asked. "I will give you life", the voice pleaded. The tone and volume was sprung with passion and confidence, that seamed to bring hope into my eyes. I stood up. The intensity of this decision had me on my toes, For I felt awoken by the idea to become alive. It all seamed too good to be true, What if I were to dive in and get swallowed up, I thought. "Do not doubt, for I tell you the truth", the voice said, responding to my troubled mind. And with all the courage I had, I took a leap of faith, Broke through the surface, Into the light, And my mind was opened. I came into the air, I opened my lungs And became free! I had been oblivious to the truth that I was ship wrecked, And was slowly drowning, In my own foolish plans for my survival. Carter Chase September 1st 2017 The world is hungry for authenticity
Why are you lying through your teeth You're posting pictures of what you want me to see You're dressed in smiles but you don't know how to breath I'm preaching to myself, I'm not judging you I'm only saying what I see Why do you hide so deep inside To be the one the world tells you to be When the truth unleashed will set you free I can no longer hide the truth untold I'm looking for a love, that's more than sex and gold I want to understand I've been thinking to myself, pacing in my mind That pretty mask can blind your eyes Please strip your church clothes off I want to see the brokenness inside, Take off your mask, no need to hide I can no longer hide the truth untold I'm looking for a love, that's more than sex and gold I want to understand Carter Chase August 27th 2017 I paint a picture never framed
On a beach out in the rain The ball has yet to reach my hand A new guitar still on it's stand A song for words I did not write A song for tunes I've never sung A song for games I haven't played On a beach out in the rain So much beauty not revealed Are you also a hidden one An engine never driven wheels A group of clouds curtain the sun Carter Chase August 20th 2017 |
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