Saturday, June 24, 2006

whats the point

i now the point of being the good kid it becuse God called my out te be diffrent thank u to my friend who made realized it thank u agine

whats the point

whats the point
this past week has been stress full i been trying to change things in my life
that would please other people and GOD see most of my life i ve been the ''nice kid'' and people ask for help i help them but most the time when i help i get kicked in the face like last friday at boy scout camp i was asked to help with a spacial event be becuse the were low with help so they asked me so i help becuse was bing the ''nice kid'' agine but i got yell at for helping.
i don't know why iam whrite this blog no body reads it
whats the point at times i feel like give EVERYTHING up
i always feel someones mad at but i dont why
what the point of bing nice u always get kicked in the face
so if know me and u are reading this please
tell me the point
phil

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

WORRIED

WORRIED
AS MOST OF YOU KNOW MY COUSIN IS THE MARINES AND IS
HOME FOR THREE WEEKS AND THEN HE GOSE TO IRAQ
FOR AT ONE YEAR A THAT SCARES MY ANT AND GRANDMA
AND THE REST OF THE FAMILY
SEE ME JAKE AND BEN GREW UP TOGATHER
WE ARE ALL ONE YEAR A PART
ALL WHO READS THIS PLEZ PRAY FOR US
THANK YOU
PHIL

Sunday, June 18, 2006

whats up

hi people iam going things diffrent way then iam going to post my favoret songs and qoutes alot of the songs will p.o.d


Preach
by P.O.D.
album: Brown (1996), Payable On Death Live (1997)
Let it be known that you heard it from here when
I'm on this microphone you know I make myself clear.
With the power with the love with the boldness look
in my eyes and remember who told you this.
Payable on death gonna hit ya hit-man talk all you want but I
don't fear any man. Cuz ya frontin' ain't nothin but
words to me you never had the stuff and your butt ain't
crazy enough to handle we come step to me my king is
He and the power of Three! So what you want you ain't
down with us you het so scared so mad when I say
the word Jesus. I ain't down you preach too much.
But if you ask me boy I don't think I preach enough.
I tell you God is real, so don't miss the boat but since.
We come off hard, you say we shove it down your throats.
You wanna talk that talk, walk that walk
I'm the only person you see, but it ain't me that you
mock man is nothing, but you think that you're bad
fool if it wasn't for my God, I would of already had
you. Deny His name are you willing to admit it and if so
are you willing to die for it. Cuz I am, He is my life and I
don't have to fear death cuz He already paid the price.
All your talk and all your threats ain't jack blaspheme
my God, yo punk I'm not having that. Turn away it's
your own loss cuz all I can di is just take them to the cross

whats up

Saturday, June 17, 2006

HI

hi it phil ,

these whritings that i post are not how all the time a lot of my pomes that i post are at lest a year old and one of my best friends just moved we did every thing togather she was the one person that i talked to about diffrent thing i ama bible study goup but i did not talk i was shy i just recentley
openend up and broke my shyness

As i go thrugh them there are some postive one tha

thank you ,phil

can't talk about it

hey this is phil i ve been gone but iam back

with a new peom hope u like it .


CAN'T TALK ABOUT IT
As i walk thrugh the forest i of emptyness
but i can't talk a bout it so i keep walking
till i get to a road with a split in it
but i think i took the worng way
becuse nothing looks right
so i keep walking the path
ah man it just dosen't feel right
but i can't talk about it
so i end up in a room
but why dose this crowded room feel
so empty
there's so many things i can't
talk about like how it feels like i
betrade God but i can't talk about it
and how i am drowning in a pool
of confusion but i can't talk
about it but i feel ashame
of the way i feel becuse
i can't let it out
becuse it the stars who lie to
you while they contiune to lie to you
as you try to get away and the stress is builds
up inside and you just want to exploud but
you can't talk about it so it will just stay inside
until you find a way to cover it up and
life gose on but there are time you want to let
it out but you can't but it probly sounds
like i keep reptinf my self
SO IAM SORRY
BY PHIL HENDERSON

Friday, June 09, 2006

hi it's phil i hope you liked the last pomes i got a couple more pomes thanks for readin
DARK ROOM
I am dark room as i try to get out of the room
but the room but the door is locked i see no way out of this place minute by minute this room this room is getting smaller i want out of this stop getting smaller .
i feel like iam alone then i look down there's a key it led me
to anouther room with no doors there's broken glass with blood around it
then i look down at my hands and fore arms they have blood running
down then i tried to get back in to the dark room
but the key was gone there's nobody that can help me now
the door to the dark room is fading so i walk to the door but my hand went thru then an angel with blue tipped me to outher side and she told
me that iam safe now then anouther angel came with black
tipped wings tried to prove the blue angel worng so he started
to make feel unsafe but me and the blue angel just walked away
first off the stuff that iam posting is just whritings that come from my head enjoy.
escape
Hey it's me can you see me
Hey it's me can you hear me
Hey it's me can you help me
I am in a cell you walk by and laugh and call me a freak.
Why dose it fell like iam tide up in sharp chains
why do people make you feel like you dont belong.
why do people lie,cheat why.....
i fell the knife in my back pushing in
i need you to so i can feel the pain.
Why can't get out of this dark cell i keep busting the wall
but it'still there why can't it just go a way i need to escape
from this place
I see the blood of life on the ground there are are thorns
and nails on the gound they are there for one reason for
debt of mankind
do you hear me now
do you see me now
will you help me now
so i can get out of this cage
and rip the chains off
and try to put the pieces back together
beacuse i have no clue what's going on
there's so much stuff in this world that
brings people down
so i went to the bridge and saw the
thorns and nails so i walked down to
the water edge and took a seat
and thought to my self what is this
life for beacuse people come and people go
you don't know who you can trust they judge
you like you don't belong
So today i start a new life i just flew a way



by phil