

The HoleThe Hole By: Joseph BakerThe Hole
I have a hole in my chest, in my heart, and in my soul.
I am changing from the things in my heart.
I am changing in to an ugly man troll.
I need to go back but I don’t know were to start.
Holding on what I still have.
The friends that I have made, and the relationships.
I still find my self in this strange mellow sad.
I feel the hole growing from my chest to my fingertips.
I feel what I want and what I need to get.
But the hard part is that it may not be easy to grab. &


Cryptic DesperationCryptic DesperationCryptic Desperation
By : Joe Baker
I hold my own hand wile I walk on the beach. I’m afraid of the pain taking away my speech.
The water I walk in is too deep. The mountain I climb is too steep.
I fall when I try to go higher Yet, I sink fast with out air, bad scuba diver
The heart wants something life can’t bring. The end of this I pray will come with a quick sting.
I run to get away from all of it, from her. I fall and stumble, get lost, and then life again starts to stir.
My cryptic desperation is nothing I find fun. Hold
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"Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight." (Proverbs 3:5-6)
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"Vegeta, what does the scouter say about his power level?!"
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