Trevor Schulte Poems

What can you gain
for being a bittered man
held together
by a failing plan
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Bested by iniquity,
my heart begins to drown;
as my Holy beacon
makes its last sound.
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Two flowers sway in the wind
to the breath that speaks.
The beauty surpasses customized destruction
brought by the fault of man.
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My heart beats with the utmost excitement
as I begin to meet my dream.
Her smile enlightens my days
as I pass by the negativity with reverence
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To see the face of God
rarely occurs through a human.
Seldom is His reflection seen so pure
as to not know at which point
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As I pass through the walls that bound my path,
I shudder in the fear of my Savior's wrath.
Trembling I stand with pride holding me up.
Pride that defeats a humbled act
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I fight for another breath
as my motivation fades away.
Here I am stuck once again
in such turmoil that limits my views.
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Broken and bruised
you walk with such great intent
Breaking all the lies
that form your path; you stand.
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Lost is what I am
and what I continue to be
Straying from facade to facade
wondering which one is me
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Oh Lord my God
clear my vision
Make me focus on
closing this division
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