Worth Fighting For

There is a battle raging near,
so close and so sincere.
I choose to fight for this promise,
You have spoken very clear.

When the battle is raging,
and my heart begins to fail.
Impatience and anger rise inside,
attacking my stance so dear.

I choose to fight this battle,
To fight for what I know.
What you have spoken to me.
It IS worth fighting for.

I won't give in.
I won't give up.
I believe it's mine to win.
This Battle that has begun,
is worth fighting to the end.

Hollow

I hold it in my hands,
my mouth watering in delight.
I thought it would be hard,
but there really was no fight.

It looked so good to me,
I was sure it would be filling,
but when I took a bite,
inside me, began the killing.

A hollow life I once did live,
so futile and disappearing.
My mind played tricks on me
until I started hearing.

His voice called out in darkness
words so soft and gentle
to turn and face my fears
is really all this simple.

Accepting Jesus as my Lord
and not just the same old thing,
changed my heart completely
now with praises can I sing.

No longer am I hollow
now I'm fulfilled inside
Join with me why don't you
in this life I freely ride.

Attempt at Poetry

So I used to dabble in a little bit of poetry...I realize I am not that good, I just like to use it to communicate what I feel sometimes. Maybe I'll look into this again.



In that place between cold and warm,
chills are all I feel.
Your peace is somewhere to be found,
somewhere near, somewhere warm.
Quiet these voices inside my head,
Bring focus to listen to what you've said.
In this static I hear a knock.