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Dante jordan

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

11 poems·Since May 2013

I am junior in college working on a degree in psychology and also on Commissioning into the military as an officer.. Since I was a little kid I have always enjoyed writing but everyone in my family has always told me it would never be practical enough to sustain me and that I need to find something that pays bills. so I did, but I still love writing and enjoy it,which is why I enjoy this site so much. In the midst of all the boring practical stuff I'm always doing this site gives me the opportunity to take a break from all that and become the unpractical, fun, creative soul I once was.

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the road

May 12, 2013
(poems go here) I heard before that the road was long But I never imagined I’d have to be this strong It feels like you’re asking so much of me Burden so heavy I can barely breath And I know in my heart all I have to do is lay it a your feet But somehow I just can’t bring myself to let go To let you take control, I’m so scared of what I don’t know, maybe it’s just the unknown Maybe it’s what will happen if I finally trust you and follow down this road. Insecurities swim around my head Why was I chosen to be risen from the dead Doubts and fears swirl inside my heart Did you save me just to tear me back apart. But I know these questions are foolishness I simply feel that to overcome them it’s something I must admit To free myself from the fear I must admit that it’s real And leave my life here before you laid completely bare, Cause when I break myself down it’s then I can finally see It’s when I empty my life that you start rebuilding inside of me So Lord I know that the road is both long and hard But I pray this day , you’d take my burden and my heart I pray you’d heal these scars and cast these fears away Let me once again be brought in communion with your grace That I might Realize and remember I’ve already been washed in the blood And that it was while I was in the depths, a filthy sinner, that you showed great love And If I don’t remember anything else this entire day Let me remember that you are Him in whom I hope, you are the Way.
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