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Joshua Hillard, 11 july 2013

Faith, No Belief

History presents itself anonymously,
The strains and chains prevail,
Unblocking itself in a mystical of legends,
Subconsciously no one can derail.

Religious beliefs hold the science of life,
As facts continue to break the ice,
Belief becomes stronger through our own demise,
But where is our lord and savior Jesus Christ?

Faith penetrates our soul with soothing remedies,
A gifted light glowing through our own betrayals,
Day by day the belief we all came to surmise,
Fosters away in the portrait of portrayals,

Oh bible, bible, where art thou truth?
Bring us peace and comfort, for which we long,
Take our hands and increase our faith,
Diminish these demons, belief of anything wrong,

I cannot seem but to face hell,
Judging by the prayers I scream to most,
There was no God to take my pain,
It was my belief that seemed to hold its post,

Growing up strong, religious, and full,
I led a childhood facing guilt all alone,
When my beliefs held strong and life would proceed,
It was stricken away; I to be tossed into the snow,

Prehistory declares no documented proof,
It’s our belief that keeps us in tact,
We begin to deteriorate in our own passion,
As you left our belief swollen and cracked,

Show yourself to me as I regain life,
Emotionally holding on to what is right,
Prove to me now oh so help me God,
Guide me with your nautical light,

Show this faith something to believe,
Otherwise I shall fade,
My faith is strong but my belief is gone,
And I shall pray no more upon this day.

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Joshua Hillard, 11 july 2013

You'll Never Know

You don't understand,
What it is I must do,
Either I struggle alone or fall,
As a failure of dreams to prove,

I can never gain momentum,
I rest as a being of potential energy,
Not a crack of light or a dull of thunder,
Can budge this guilt with redundancy,

To feel what coarses within me,
No man could ever one day relive,
Beyond years of pain and heavy remorse,
What is left of me to give?

A million plus dreams,
Only to equal an epiphany of a sham,
The remedy, the nightmares, the experience,
Vanished to live with the damned,

You'll never know the mistakes I've made,
Even if it is walking down the street,
The only thing it does is haunt me,
So now the devil is who I will meet.

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Joshua Hillard, 11 july 2013

Time In Life

There’s a time in my life,
A time where I only struggle,
Beaten by the burden of love,
Bleeding life, as I begin to crumble,

Time and time again,
I can only pity the fact of this,
My dreams came and went through the furnace,
Something my heart will forever miss,

I only had one dream in this life,
One dream to make everything right,
It seems as if I failed as a person,
So I remain out of sight,

There’s a true moral behind each heart,
Mine is too long to describe,
It’s been torn up and ripped out,
Deprived from the meaning of life,

You take chances and fight hard,
That’s the way we go,
We hit the ground and get right back up,
But for me, this is getting old,

Consciously my mind races,
It talks to me through each moment,
It tells me it don’t know how much it can take,
The street is life but I’m the rodent,

Slowly reaching the end,
I hold my hands out during each step,
In my heart I want to reach my finish,
To forever be locked away in my own depth,

I’m sick of sorrow haunting me,
The guilt of Karma and all its games,
The pain and frustration I have felt,
Only I can’t not say no names,

One day my time will come,
One day I will be wiped away,
From the time being until I am home,
I will be guilt stricken… as I pray.

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Joshua Hillard, 11 july 2013

Past Vengeance

It seems as if my past is here to stay,
I suffer every day,
But it seems there’s no other way,

I thought since it was done my past was gone,
I did wrong,
And now I know it’s still standing so strong,

You still phase it, with emphasis so gold,
It was old,
But your actions say differently than what you are told,

My past is beating me with no future at the end,
I’m starting to bend,
All I needed was you, my best friend,

It turns out that is was all a lie,
Why do I try?
Even when we’re unable to compromise,

I should’ve seen it by the look in your eyes,
That my past still cries,
The vengeance in all the honesty and lies,

Because of it, I suffer so greatly,
You act as if you hate me,
And day by day I hold on with a maybe,

Maybe you have forgiven, to start new,
But it’s never true,
Now I’m lost, there’s nothing I can do,

So what is it I have left?
This last breath,
And I’m taking it until my death.

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Joshua Hillard, 11 july 2013

Seasonal Life

One love whose soul burns fiery hot,
Burdened by the mystical we call life,
Yet thy love feels like a warm summer day;
Drifting wind whispering through our branches,
So slim, so tall;

Echoing through thy birds that nest their home,
Courtesy as thy birds share with nature;
Thy love, oh sweet generous love,
Praised to the chirping; such a harmonic tune;
Ringing loudly throughout thy leaves,
Tumbling down thy sap;
So sticky, so sweet;

Thy leaves soon change color,
So vividly under the night sky;
Red, orange, yellow, and green,
Falling to the earth in a beautiful rain,
Sweeping back and forth – forward and back,
In a constant motion; so beautiful;
As it burrows its new home onto Earth’s ground,
Shedding its way, lusciously covering thy Earth;
Mixed in a variation of colors,
That changes thy face;
So bare, so bold;

Long winter seasons bring thy cold breeze,
As thy branches are thickened with summer warmth,
Tackling the next four months fearlessly;
Bravery trickles as the soft white snow reaches Earth,
Thy roots toughen, blanketed by the freezing snow,
Patiently awaiting for winter to bypass;
As thy branches and thy hearts grow larger,
Gradually to watch the cold snow soak into the ground,
Thy sun reaching its highest peak each morning,
To bring thy Spring back as our branches begin to stretch;
Outward the new beginning, a beginning of life,
Miraculously, yet divine;
Oh thy heart – sweet calling you may be,
So warm, so majestic;

We wait towards our new seasons,
To bring thy branches out for their fullest potential,
To begin our meaning to the center of life.

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Joshua Hillard, 18 october 2012

Devil's Soul

Suicide chains,
Hold tight around my wrists,
Call it as you may,
My name rests on His list,

Titled Satan's soul,
One of all seven,
I'm a deadly curse,
Far from meeting heaven,

Oh it runs through my mind,
Never to pause - pause to stop,
The devil offered me something,
A deal that would never reach the top,

So I took it,
Though regrets flow as many,
I was only a baby in this world,
Swore the devil had plenty,

I offered him my soul,
In exchange of a leading life,
But all hopes had failed,
Now I only beg for Christ,

All my hope is gone,
My life lays in the ruins of hell,
So now I'm waiting for my owner,
To bring me to his cell.

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Joshua Hillard, 18 october 2012

Depression

The heart's black hole,
Draining what life has to seek,
The potential of goodness,
Making all who is dead and weak,

Inside and out,
Through the mind and soul,
A blackened observation,
Slowly becoming cold,

Determined by a scale,
Beginning small, ending big,
Seems no way to cure this,
When it becomes a way to live,

Many ways to become heartless,
A cure in my mind,
But empathy is much stronger,
And I never have the time,

I attempt to end one's suffering,
With an open minded heart,
I continue to eat their pain,
Though it is tearing me apart,

There always seems a spark,
Where it begins to fade,
The smile of a loved one,
I wish it would stay,

As hope begins to build,
A crushing reality hits,
The pain slowly returns,
In the heart is where it sits,

Depression becomes fatal,
There is no way out,
Life has become diminishing,
Is this what life's about?

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Joshua Hillard, 12 january 2012

Nightmares

All these nights alone,
I can only whisper to
myself,
Fear of life and life
its self,
I fear there is no one
else,

My dreams start to
haunt me,
One by one everyone
begins to die,
Traumatic incidents
leave me teary-eyed,
Questions to God in
persistence of why,

For no reason my mind
makes up,
Never could I want this
to come true,
I can't live without
the one's I love,
So why do I dream upon
deaths of you?

I'm terrified so I hide
away,
Stowed upon the endless
thoughts I gain,
Never do they slimmer,
but get heavy,
So in the end all I can
feel is pain,

Karma never once spoke
upon death,
Though I speak it for
the life I live,
I would do anything
within my heart and soul,
This very life is what
I will give,

Watching the scenes
causes rivers of tears,
So I wake with a gasp
of breath,
I choke my words trying
to speak to that one,
It becomes so hard to
mention their attempted death,

Through the daydreams I
have awake,
I dream of mine, as
they live prosperous,
Why is fate turning
that around on me,
Why can't I shake it
off and laugh at this?

For what it is I
believe,
I fear for everyone
around me,
Not for my own doing
but theirs,
Because they don't see
what it is I see,

I wish them all the
best of health,
Never to let go the
meaning of why they're here,
I'm here too, but
stranded out so far,
So I'll continue to
suffer and keep in my fear.

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Joshua Hillard, 1 january 2012

Anomalistic Life

How long will this continue to last,
When my heart and soul is in debt,
Life slowly finds its reassurance to fade,
Because for me there is nothing left,

One mistake becomes a virtue,
A key to my remedy on my own death,
Seems as my life holds on to one thing,
The feeling I have as I take a final breath,

Oh take my pain and reverse it,
Considering dreams become a sinful vision,
A life that I can no longer lead,
But a dream that turned in to a survivalist mission,

Vitality is its own threshold,
A domineering consequence too vile,
Possess me with thoughts of my own death,
That I have seeked since the beginning as a child,

Oh hold me now,
For sinister thoughts I'd pray,
My sins cannot take no more,
Merciful demons continue to pave my way,

Grab my hand and go on,
For me, there is no more,
A world so red through a demonic mind,
Life could only seek one door,

Baffled through my own bewilderment,
Seeking to what shall be lost,
I rest my name, my heart and soul,
Stories beneath that unheaven cross,

Blaze me to the ashes,
Release my inner ambitions,
For life has no more tales,
A meaning to my true definition,

Oh hurt me so, yet bleed,
Because what I have shall fade,
No more anomalies in this forsaken life,
For my light found its undoubtful shade.

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Other poems: Faith, No Belief, You'll Never Know, Time In Life, Past Vengeance, Seasonal Life, Devil's Soul, Depression, Nightmares, Anomalistic Life,

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