these hours by Alistair Chong
calling out
to You
calling out
again
i've failed
over and over
break me
for what breaks You
pulse.
-Ricky Fitts, American Beauty
14.4.09
just want
13.4.09
12.4.09
saving grace
risen by Alistair Chong
tomb stone gone
pushed away
from death
here He comes
with glory and life in His breath
risen.
The Anthem by Planetshakers
Hallelujah, You have won the victory
Hallelujah, You have won it all for me
Death could not hold You down
You are the risen king
Seated in majesty
You are the risen king
11.4.09
with everything
how it should by Alistair Chong
each string
ringing through
over me
and through me
this is how it's meant to be
music in my head
music all around
all night
playing as one
10.4.09
Good Friday
Good Friday by Alistair Chong
friday
Jesus Christ
hanging on a cross
blood in the dirt
divine blood
innocent
carries our shame
completely broken
for you
for me
9.4.09
surround me
here comes by Alistair Chong
waiting for hours to crawl
on their knees
i'm waiting for something to happen
please
i want to surrender
but my white flag
white no more
8.4.09
stare
broken tonight by Alistair Chong
light off
open eyes
no more sleep.
ceiling drawings
in my mind
dark from deep.
street lights
seeping in
faintly white.
music
broken in sound
broken tonight.
7.4.09
surrounds
fear by Alistair Chong
only one
i am only one
six billion can fill this world
but i am only one
faces surround me
but still this space
6.4.09
what satisifies
real fun by Alistair Chong
the world sometimes
is empty
searching for more highs
always in vain
the wrong veins
they explore
i walk with them
and it's cold
breaking this mould
5.4.09
for you
surprising by Alistair Chong
waiting in wait
watching for the door to open
it's funny watching
those insecurities fall from you
and you laugh
4.4.09
arise
oppress by Alistair Chong
fight the fight
as it becomes darker and darker
this dying light
goodness grows sick
twisted and broken
3.4.09
leave me alone
stages by Alistair Chong
ending one part
left behind
for good
waiting to catch onto
something new
i don't want to be
broken and charred
a shattered jar
but the pieces
cut my hands
and remind
2.4.09
looking up
sick of by Alistair Chong
tire
tire out and dry
each step
footprints grow light
and fade away
fading words from a fading day
getting sick of
this pedestal you're on
1.4.09
april fools
fool by Alistair Chong
april fools
mindless and empty
happy in broken states
satisfaction i empty face
good with mediocrity
april fools
you got me good
too well
but i'm done
done here
