There's a white light in the palm of my hand
A shimmer of faith
with this power lingering there
I might just make it through today

and as I move on -
Through the black of this world
He shines the light on me
And it's a temporary, permanent cure
...It gives me stability

And it's the white light
In the palm of my hand
the white light gets me through

Oh, and white light
In the palm of my hand
Keeps me holding true

In a master race
of purity
I find that i'm a sinner

and if that's the case
my purity
holds nothing but a candle to God (forgive me)

And then my prayers
see me through
His voice
sees me through
And the love and support of his angels
sing me through...this life

It's like Jesus on the cross
My firm belief that I'll move on
it's the white light in the palm of my hand
-My hand

...

God's white light in the palm of my hand

i was in a religious mood when i wrote this.  lol.

let me know what you think.

love yall!

x0Xo

Currently Reading Yes, Your Parents Are Crazy! : A Teen Survival Handbook By Michael J. Bradley see related

"The monsters we create in our minds grow much larger when we won't confront them."

"How you value yourself is perhaps the most powerful force inside of you."

"We can sacrifice way too much of ourselves, just to get approval."

"Character within others can inspire moral growth within ourselves."

"Values are like thoughts; character is like the courage behind the thoughts that gives us the guts to take action."

"Give a man a fish, and he eats for a day.  Teach a man to fish...and he'll sit in a boat and drink beer all day."

"Character might be best defined as the strength behind a value that helps you stand up for something you believe in, even if at times it might make your life hard."

"Values become magical pieces of gold that we can carry with us forever."

"Some people are cowards, who make up morals to justify their insanity"

"In the end, the conflicts help you to discover what you believe and who you are"

~Yes, Your Parents Are Crazy! (a teen survival guide)

hey guys!

ok so today i am going to put up a poem that my twin kendall wrote!    now kendall is VERY talented ...so be prepared to read an AMAZING poem.  comment on what you think. 

Title:  SIMPLE STORY

 Among the painted eyes and sad, sad stories
 I can hardly hold a match
 But you'll never know until you've been inside
 The terrors of the lonesome life
 

 I should leave behind my magic pills
 My cigarettes, my lies
 I should throw down the bottle that's been by my side
 But I can't, and you'll never understand why
 

 And you wonder why I can't look you in the eye
 It's because I lie, even to myself
 You may not like what you'd see
 So my head hangs in the comfortable debris
 

 I can feel the people staring
 They know that I'm waste-deep in trouble
 The boy by my side, it seems
 Is only an accomplice in the drubbing of my dreams
 

 But I'll paste on a smile and desiccate my eyes
 Act like I'm proud and beautiful
 They tell me things will be fine, in time
 So I always stay and anticipate the dawn
 

 I'll wait around until someone finds me on the floor again
 I'm missing the colors of the world
 Living a million bad days, over in my mind
 It's a simple story really, if anything ever is

~Kendall Ann Baker

ok and yea that was it!  WOW!  i know!!!!!!  that is like my fav poem EVER of kendall's.  i dunno... i REALLY REALLY like it.    ...such talent my twin has.  ok well comment please. 

x0Xo

ok well considering this is a writing page type thing, i need help from who ever is willing to.  ok so my mom's work has this like talent thing that supports the arts or something...and like the kids of people who work there are either supposed to submit writings or paintings...stuff like that.  and if you win it can raise money for the art programs in your county.  sooo yea....i really HATE like EVERYTHING i write, so i need you guys to tell me what you think of this...  and like if you don't like it, then tell me because i don't want to look stupid submitting something that sucks.  and like...i dunno this is like the worst thing i have ever written.  the only reason i am even thinking about putting it in the competition is just because my little sister likes it.  :-/

POEM:  (not good!)

TITLE:  Here'e Where My Heart Is

it's so easy to say this to you...

broken pieces
of fear
that was of losing it
but i lost it
that day that you left me
left me with only
irony

holding on to something
made from nothing
but white lies, and masked dreams
and what happens,
what happens when they vanish?

i break
and then what?
can we start over from here?
is that safe?
and is safety only a fear?
of losing it, losing what i never had...?

contain myself
here in this box
too scared to venture back out there

and we were so perfect
without ever being there
so close to perfect
one touch and i'll lose it
but please let's jsut reach out again?

because riding on fears, i can no longer do
and that thing called love,
is reserved just for you
so hold on and please don't let go

for,
my heart just can't take it
my lungs just can't make it
how do i breathe without you?
i know i can't live without you?

my fear has grown now
but this time i can't blame it on us
...whatever "us" is?
this time i won't blame it on us

so here's where my heart is
empty without reason
desperate
and clutching so dearly to yours

and it's not easy to say this to you...

ok blahhhhhh........i know that sucks.  :-/  ick.  but yea just tell me what you think.  and i guess mostly i'm talking to kendall because she is like my only friend who likes to write.  but i mean if you guys have any advise, then that works too!!  ugh....i HATE my writing.

but i LOVE you all!

x0Xo

Currently Listening Wreck of the Day By Anna Nalick paper bag see related

ok so here are some of the lyrics to a few of the songs from Anna Nalick.  i LOVE her stuff, so i just thought i would put up some of her lyrics. 

Wreck of the Day:

I'd cheat destiny just to be near you
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love

Driving away from the wreck of the day
And I'm thinking 'bout calling on Jesus
'Cuz love doesnt hurt so I know I'm not falling in love
I'm just falling to pieces
And if this is giving up then I'm giving up

Citadel:

I'm sittin' on a citadel
Contemplating life
Making a point to waste my time
I'm walking on clouds
Of white

What if I fall
What if I don't
What if I never make it home
What if I bleed
What if I break
And I find that I can't take
The city below the citadel
Holding my own hand?
Sittin' alone

I'm breakin' on the balcony
Breakin' window panes
Killing the pain of broken hearts
I'm walkin' on clouds
I'm walkin' on stars

What if I fall
What if I don't
What if I never make it home
What if I bleed
What if I break
And I find that I can't take
The city below the citadel
Holding my own hand?
Sittin' alone

Holdin' on to something
That's keepin'me from jumpin'
So afraid to go in alone
Holdin up this fortress
With imaginary forces
Longing for a life down below

In The Rough:

You say you fell while holding diamonds in your hands
"It's your fault for running, holding diamonds," I said
And I offer no sympathy for that
I hear that it was you who died alone
And I offer no sympathy for that
Better off I sparkle on my own

And someday love will find me in the rough
Someday love will finally be enough

x0Xo