Beggar
7:12 May 1st, 2012 | 1 note
I am broken.
Laying in bed at the verge of tears while they were next to me. I had to run. I could not cry, no not in front of them. So I picked up my jacket and ran, as far away as possible where no one could find me. I found a set of stairs covered by the shadow of a pillar, so I sunk into the cast of darkness and covered my exposed face inside of my hood. There I just broke out. I cried as if I hadn’t cried for years. I cried as if I didn’t know how to. It was uncontrollable. I just sat there wailing, crying for help. I was abandoned, I was homeless. I sat in the streets as a beggar, begging for love. Begging to stray away from my fleshly needs. I was in the streets asking God to take all of me. I am weary of who I am. I am scared. I am confused. I am no one when I claim to be myself. But as a beggar of Christ, I just want to be known.
Southern Hip-Hop will always be in my blood.
Big K.R.I.T. explicitly portrays his struggle between faith, life, and fame through his music - it’s genuine.
If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God, who gives generously to all without reproach, and it will be given him. James 1:5
reproach (v.) - address someone in such a way as to express disapproval or disappointment.
Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe // Your eyes see right through me.
Less than a week left in Curitiba, Brazil. Here’s a recap from the departed weeks. The video was put together by Rachel and I & the music was produced by me.
Laying in Complete Darkness
10:02 Apr 28th, 2012 | 0 notes
laying. waiting. for a single glimpse of your presence.
listening. yearning. for you. where art thou?
lonely. deranged. aggravated. empty.
in complete darkness without a single form of light.
incomplete love. one-sided destruction.
desperate. hurting. short of breathe.
depressed. anxious. crying. yelling.
quiet, raindrops uniform to my heart.
thunder groans in place of my sighs.
pleading. asking. yet, no return.
who? what? when? where? why?
cliche, yet apparent.
i need you more.
Two People/Two Paths
10:14 Apr 15th, 2012 | 0 notes
He doesn’t know where he’s going. Doesn’t even know if he loves her anymore. All he’s left with is what everyone else wants him to decide. He’s stranded. He loves her, but he can’t tell if she’s the one. And at this time it’s either her or it’s himself. He doesn’t know if she’s the one, but if he doesn’t make a decision now, she will be. For the rest of his life, it i will be them together, eternally. If he leaves her, he’s going to leave a mark, a scar. Life will be different, life will be harder. He loves her, but he can’t tell if she’s the one. He receives stress as everyone tries to plant ideas into his head. Everyone wants them to happen. But does he?
She loves him to death. He’s her life. She can’t stop thinking about him. After 6 years, the relationship has its up and downs, but she can’t imagine herself with anyone else. He loves me and he will for eternity, she thinks to herself. She’s confident. He can’t do anything without us. She’s proud of their relationship. She looks forward to the latter years where they can spend eternity together. She likes teasing him so that he asks for more. She prays for him every day. She knows him inside out.
But one day, a simple facebook status posted by him wrecks her confidence:
What is Love?
Now she thinks,Was that directed to me?
He hasn’t talked to her for a couple of days. Doesn’t respond to her messages.
What next?
