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Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Run
By Katy Field

Where is the joy,
Where is the grace
in hell?
What did I do,
Where did I grow wrong?
Did I really earn
this hell?
In the darkness;
No light,
but I feel
your warmth
flow through me.
Almost there;
The finish line
fades away
into neverwhere.
How do I know
if I win?
How do I know
if you lost?

message 2: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Real-Life Hero
By Katy Field

You sat me down
and cleaned my dirty feet.
Like Jesus
you turned around
and took my breath away.
You showed me mercy
and perfect love.
You, like my Savior,
gave me a reason to smile.
What a friend
to mend the hole,
to sew up the tear
that you made.
What a friend ...
and for all you are,
I love you.

message 3: by Katy (last edited Sep 08, 2012 09:15PM) (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Almost
By Katy Field

When the pain
strikes this deeply,
it's more of a time
to think
than to cry.
Because I wonder,
'Why does it hurt
so much to make
my soul bleed?'
You almost stole
You almost stole
my dreams
and smashed them
at my dirty feet.

message 4: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Lord, I'm Tired
By Katy Field

Help me, God.
I don't know what to do.
She is a sword
stuck in my side.
Much like what happened
to Your Son.
She twists and turns
to wring more blood
from my weak body ...
I need your strength,
I need your patience.
I can't do this alone.
I need you to guide me
and I need your steady hand
to hold my weary heart.

message 5: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Satan's Gift
By Katy Field

I am nothing but a dirty human-
with human fears, human tears,
problems, and a past to let go of.
I have a human future,
and even human desires.
So how could an angel,
so pure and fine as God,
have loved me like you did?
Your wings like snow;
Your beautiful golden halo.
My dirty hands;
My red blood and mortal soul.
When I cried my salty tears,
You lifted me up
and carried me to grace where I was happy.
I then returned to mortal Earth
and all these earthly problems.
Why have you left?
That sweet taste of heavenly love
has left me aching for more of you.

message 6: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Old Wounds
By Katy Field

Standing here
on the edge of Earth
watching the water
splash the dirt,
I am reminded
of how the world
has worn me down
and left me
with deep wounds.
Then I look up
at the cloudy sky;
There is an opening
and the sun
comes streaming down
showering me
with God's warmth,
and I am reminded
of how I was forgiven,
and my wounds
were filled with love.

message 7: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments The Day Jesus Died
By Katy Field

I kneel below Him.
His blood drips down like tears.
His crown of thorns
sharply brings Him pain.
He has refrained from crying thus far ...
but as He yells out:
"My God, My God, why have you forsaken Me?!"
He cries out of fear
and loneliness and pain.
Hurting He looks down at me;
and for a moment,
before God takes back His only Son,
I see in Him myself:
My insecurities, my failures
my lack of self respect.
We are one and the same;
God made me, God made Him,
we are family.
His head sags at last and in anguish, I cry:
"No! ... Come back! I FINALLY UNDERSTAND!"

message 8: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments (Truth)
By Katy Field

Hollows of my heart;
Neverwhere echoes in my thoughts.
Wishing to be not-here.
I want to be with you always.
When you're not here
I know you've forgotten me.
No one needs
Baggage like me.
Who am I to think
you love
(want) me?
When what you really want
is everything I'm not.
You want it all ...
without the work
of caring for someone ...
(me) ...

message 9: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments False Reflections
By Katy Field

If I searched your heart
maybe I'd see Jesus
hanging up for you
and Rising up for you.
I wish to see
love for me
and you and I
hand in hand.
I hope to see me
reflected back
as something better
than I truly am.

message 10: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Vanity
By Katy Field

If I looked
into your blessed eyes
what would I see?
Would I get lost
and drown
in your perfection?
Maybe see
the pain you have felt
or the joy you now feel?

message 11: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Father's Love
By Katy Field

Does your heart flutter
like mine?
I think of Him
and I'm grinning.
Because if He loves me
THAT much!
Then I've got a lot
to live up to!
I shake with joy to know
He died
He Rose
He defeated death
just so I could
live with His Father
I feel giddy
when I think of Jesus
Hanging there, loving me,
and thinking
of me.

message 12: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Music
By Katy Field

A beautiful sound
plays in my head
sad and mournful
with a hint
of the light
at the end of the tunnel
And you,
and precisely remake that sound
you pluck from my mind
the emotions I read into the music
and you replay my heart
it's blinding to hear my heart
being played at your mouth
and at your fingertips
you know me so well
my broken heart is yours
and for all it's worth
please keep it.

message 13: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Musical Wanderings
By Katy Field

Strange meanderings
through the wilderness.
Beautiful birds & beasts
Seem tame and domestic
as they eat from my hand.
The conductor, all the while,
is somewhere in the clouds
covered from view.
Yet we say he's there
with his magic wand
orchestrating it all.
What does the end hold?
A triumphant crescendo?
Or a slow, fading melody
of defeat?

message 14: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Victory
By Katy Field

Today I heard your voice
It sounded tired; defeated.
Yet you didn't ask me for help.
After you smashed my dreams at my feet
I felt like a winner because you were hurting
until I realized: You were hurting.
Needless to say: I'm sorry
For whatever has caused you pain.
I just want you to be happy ...
With me.

message 15: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Your Sad Voice
By Katy Field

I'm haunted by your sad voice
echoing in my head, in my heart.
My dreams are not my own,
Your face in the background
Your voice, sad & full of pain, the music.
There's something you're not telling me ...
Is it your pride or is it you wish otherwise?
No one wants to admit defeat, especially
if it's because of their own actions.
But all you have to do is call my name.
I'll be right there to hold you up.
We don't have to talk about it,
it's old news.
If you don't speak my name ...
You'll fall far and hard, so please
let me hold your hand and kiss your face.

message 16: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments If Only You Could Help
By Katy Field

The sky is on fire
as the sun slides out of view.
I thought of you tenderly.
It's been so long
since I felt my heart flutter
because of your face in my mind.
You're always there for me
even when I threw you away.
I don't deserve your love
and I'm grateful to have you at all.
As much as you do for me,
you'll never be able
to heal my wounded heart.
As much as you'd like to help,
the pain, the sorrow
is mine ...
and mine alone.

message 17: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Martyr
By Katy Field

If bleeding is breathing
then I am suffocating.
I cant let it out,
It hurts
to breathe ...
So I dont make a sound
as she cuts me apart
to protect her own
irrational fears.
Stuck back here
waiting for a sign.
Do you want me?
Do you love me?
I wonder what's on your mind.
I wonder how it would feel
to bleed endlessly ...
And then I realize:
I've been bleeding my whole life.

message 18: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments This Man, My Father
By Katy Field

I don't know how it happened,
But you were chosen as my daddy.
I have your looks,
I have your temper,
Not to mention your stubbornness.
What no one can see,
Or even notice about me,
Is that I also have love for you
Beyond your wildest dreams.
I may have left before you were ready,
But it could never change the fact
That you are my Daddy.
And when I'm asked who my favorite guy is...
It's always you:
This man,
My Father.

Edit: This poem no longer expresses my relationship with my father, unfortunately. Perhaps this should be my first poetry project.

message 19: by Katy (new)

Katy (kathrynfield) | 34 comments Okay, so there are the poems I was able to salvage from and I know it's a lot but they're at least short! I hope you enjoy and have some feedback. Remember, I wrote these between the ages of 16 and 18. I'm MUCH older now lol Any poetry I write now is bound to be MUCH better. ;o) Thanks for reading!!

message 20: by Beth A., Head Hostess (new)

Beth A. | 145 comments Mod
That's okay,we all have had our various writing phases. I am about to go to bed so only had time for a quick skim. The most eye catching ones were the ones about music...nicely done.

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