Save Me

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Save Me

I write this not becuz of fear but becuz of something deeper, wishing that something could be done about the feelings that i have that could not be explained or understood…some people think of me and think they know me but only know certain things of me and some things that i lead them to believe…far be it from me to know myself but sometimes i as a human be lost, sometimes being found and sometimes losing the way…hoping and wishing that i was just as human as the next man, being the same as humanity but being in my own uniqueness…let that set me apart from others but let that put in with the same others as i wish to be separated from…reach out to me…Save Me…

These words i type, you may not understand…they land on paper just as they run across my mind…such an empty space there becuz nothing carries in me and nothing comes from me…let me be who i be with the loves i love with and the hates i try to part from…allow me to be free as my mind be in prison, wishing i could break free but sometimes the demons i try to get rid of have a better hold of me than even i once thought they would…close your eyes for me…Save Me…

 I asked to be saved, i asked to be set free…sometimes i imagine i can fly feeling free but then reality sets, freedom not just a state of mind…freedom has a high price, sometimes cannot be afforded, just to window-shop and hope, wish…my poetry, my life, my passion…they feel for me but only when i allow them…i'm sorry caged bird, so shall you be free…your freedom not my freedom, your price not high like the price i must pay…sad don’t be the choice, just be the chance…read my heart, allow my flow, raise your hand…Save Me…

                                                                      - Edward Orlando Griffin

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Wakeitha commented on Save Me

04-22-2012

yes, my friend we all need to be save but we must let go the past and ask our heaven Father to save us. Ask him to teach u how to love him and live like him. even ask him to break those chains and strongholds off u so he can live and his image dwell and rise up in u. don't forget u are free through Christ Jesus.God bless

Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

edgee’s Poems (35)

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me being write or wrong 0
untitled love 0
random thought 0
Save Me 0
random thought 0
Save Me 1
this woman again 1
this time i cry 3
3 o'clock low 1
we as a people 1
still wondering 2
Don't Bother 3
playing the puppet 3
strange ways 4
drift away 1
broken 1
did we try 7
for you, i will 5
Letters To My Poets 2
"Fear" 1
love is again 3
love is 6
Black Man, I Am Thee 2
my manhood, my curse 3
This Woman, Beautiful Woman 8
Nobody Know.... -17
Guess Who's Back... 1
a phone conversation 2
just my feelings 1
Something Not To See 1
Strength 2
Don't Know 1
My Temple 0
The Ghost of Me 5
My Present, My Past, Not My Future 2