VENDOR WRITING
6:05
THE CONTRAPTION
DON’T GIVE UP
I’ll meet you at the dock at six o five
I crafted a homemade contraption
God gave us many gifts
And we’ll go sailing on the Cumberland
to distance myself from others,
You might not know what
Along her scenic shores of silt and sand
Much like the one my mother
But you will feel his lift
We’ll take the air and let our hearts revive
fashioned for me years ago.
The river rolls along in nature’s way
She sewed a long cone shape
When you wake up every day,
Unlike the stop and go of day to day
with a casing at the open end
God has made a plan
And maybe we will dip a toe or two
From left-over gauze she strained
To let the water heal us through and through
grape juice through,
Give Him a chance
We’ll pack a lunch and make a day of it
Her powerful hands twisting out
He will show you the way
We won’t come back until the stars are lit
every last drop.
When things look bleak
A day of peace and tranquil wandering
I watched with big eyes as her
Don’t give up God’s not weak
Detached from all except our own good cheer
strong, elegant hands
Where there’s no need for somber pondering
Magically transformed a wire
You have strength and power from the Lord
To make fond memories we’ll all hold dear
hanger into a circle with two
Don’t be scared get up from the floor
tines at either end.
He fills your cup
She patiently threaded the wire
He never gives up
JEN A.
JEN A.
BY DEANA H.
through the gauze casing,
THERE IS HOPE, I PROMISE BY LINDSEY FORSHAW
And anchored it all tightly to a
Always believe you will make a difference
bamboo pole.
In someone’s life
Out in the yard,
For all you know
She showed me how to gently
It’s God Himself.
swing it through the air, The demons are whispering in your ears.
By effortlessly scooping up a wild
They say you’re worthless, why are you here?
Swallowtail in carefree flight,
The pain is so unbearable, you can’t see a way out.
Then placed the trap in my chubby,
The only option is making suicide your next route.
little hand
As you slip your head into the noose,
And encouraged me with her
Here comes rushing thoughts of truth.
shining, almond eyes,
Is this really the solution to a painful life?
And a hopeful nod, to follow her
What would this do to your husband or wife?
example.
I know you can’t take the agony anymore.
The contraption and I toddled
This life’s ripped it’s claws into your core.
around the fenced yard all
But, killing yourself won’t fix anythying.
summer long.
It will only leave your loved ones in sorrow and misery.
I relentlessly chased and thrashed
You may not have anyone to count on.
about after my colorful, delicate
But, you never will if your dead and gone.
prey.
Give yourself the chance for hope.
But on the whole, the butterflies
There’s always a light and this I know.
evaded my grasp.
I too have tried to end it all.
I have my father’s hands.
I felt like I was always backed against the wall.
THEY DON’T GET THEIR WAY WITH YOU. THEN THEY START THREATENING YOU. If I’m your friend, I’m there with you, good or bad situation.
when I was going through
You’re not alone in this fight.
DON’T GIVE UP
To begin to see what you can’t currently.
VICTOR J.
The light on the other side of your journey.
People look down on life because they don’t have
Is your final destination because your worthy.
People say you’re friends until
my friends really were,
That jagged blade became my ant-depressant
Give yourself an opportunity.
BY JUNE P.
I really found out who
I used to think about dying every second.
So, please don’t die tonight.
FRIENDS
everything they want or everything they need. But God said don’t give up.
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some bad times. Still am and my friends are still there. To help me or just listen to me. Who is really your friend?
