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Oct 2014
Flashes of red
Pulses of black
I can feel the urges surging through my veins
The red is begging to come out through carved lines on skin
The black is threatening to consume me like a tidal wave
Temptations stain the white with blacks and reds
Help me

Whirlpools of anger and anxiety boil over
The darkness beckons to me
And I cannot see Your face
The clouds block the sun
The fog blurs my vision
Help me

I long to see the sunshine
I yearn to have clarity
But when the feeling of abandonment consumes you
You have no hope
Your faith is shaken
Help me

When the sun goes down and the darkness spreads
You are hard to find
You seem to hide, and I cannot seek
I cannot move, I cannot speak
I cannot find you in this storm
I am drowning
Help me

The clouds break
The sun rises
The rain begins
Reds and blacks are washed away
Turning mistakes into purpose
Your grace has covered me
I am unbroken, I am found
My faith lets me stand my ground
You helped me
Written by
Shelbie
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