One inch to freedom
One small flick of the finger
One little movement
To get me to a realm unknown
I fear it won't work,
End up a prisoner in my own body.
For this feels unbearable now,
But you never what you've got
Until it's gone.
May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 1:36 AM UTC
This supernatural pull
How do I make it full
For if I continue to ignore,
it will make me dull.
These questions bore
Such a deep roar
Without these answers,
my soul is so sore.
I don't know if I can do this anymore.
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 5:46 PM UTC
My spirit and my soul
Which of these makes me whole?
I spend each moment wondering
What is my role?
Searching intently to escape
this virtual hellhole
Where the hell is my pistol?
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 10:55 PM UTC
This blessing has been handed to me;
how fortunate can I be
God chose for me to receive this I see!
News to me, it would have been better for me to flee--than to accept this blessing with a gracious heart
How wrong could I be?
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC
Life can be beautiful,
But mostly its ugly.
I love it and I hate it
For where there are humans; their nature will also be
And then I realize...its a part of me.
There is no getting out; no peace to be had
It can't really all be this bad
I can hear my deepest regrets resonating within
No place to hide from the incessant spin
I feel the water coming up over my head
And I pray that its peace that lies ahead.
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC