The Dark

It’s almost like I can’t breathe This feeling suffocating me A darkness surrounding me Caressing and enveloping me. I can’t see it, but I know This grip won’t let go, Elusive yet steady hold, Willing me to lose control. Just give up, give in Let the darkness win, There’s no rest when This fight doesn’t … Continue reading The Dark

The Fool

You know, I can’t say that I have nothing on my mind… I always have some thoughts floating around, it is just sometimes I can’t pin down one thought… It reminds me of Proverbs and how each verse is almost a stand alone thought. There are so many sayings, of course that is what a … Continue reading The Fool

Life Lately

It’s been a while since I have written anything. Life was hectic before the storm and since the storm, I feel like I’ve been fighting for life.  The storm that hit brought more than just the natural disaster…It brought internal turmoil on every front.  I’m going to tell you that God is good. I haven’t … Continue reading Life Lately

Late Night

I read somewhere that people shouldn’t talk about their healing process. That recovery should be done quietly.  I guess I understand on some levels where that would be beneficial. You don’t discuss your plans, you just do them. When you want to get ahead at work, you do it, you don’t tell everyone what you’re … Continue reading Late Night

New Wine

New wine…we ask God to make us new wine; a new life with new meaning, part of His vine, a branch to bring forth new fruit.  Oh, but at the pain we face when being made into new wine.  We must be crushed in the press.  Left to ferment, uncared for by natural eyes.  We … Continue reading New Wine

Unclear

Empty, hollow, Like a never ending echo,Reverberating off the walls; Indistinct and unclear.Head pulsating,Rhythmic and methodical beats,Vision dancing at rapid speed Indistinct and unclear. Shake this feeling,I can’t seem to make it through this,My life is quickly becoming Indistinct and unclear. 

Eggshells

I don’t feel like I’m walking on eggshells,It feels like busted ass glassLike spider-webbing beneath mePopping, ready to crash. I don’t feel like I’m walking on eggshells I feel like I’m walking on glassToeing the line, trying to findA sure place, a steady path. I don’t feel like I’m walking on eggshells It’s like glass that’s shattered but thereThe … Continue reading Eggshells