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Janna Jul 2018
The hand of my Creator
Was knocking on the door step
Of my heart
Patiently waiting
Always seeking
His lost daughter and child
To return into His mighty arms
- soulwriterj
I found my way back home.
Janna Jul 2018
I opened up to you

Like a flower

On the first day of spring

I feared nothing

Not even when the rain fell

For when the sun shined

I grew just a little bit more

- soulwriterj
IG: @soulwriterj
Janna Jul 2018
I feel ... like I’m falling
Like I’m failing
What am I doing?
I’m lost, really lost
I’ve been going in circles
In cycles
Same difference
What am I doing
Where am I going
WHAT AM I DOING
Nothing feels right
A lot feels good
It just doesn’t feel right
At the core of my heart
And the centre of my being
I am shaking
I am not okay Every part of my body aches
It aches for what it doesn’t know
It longs for something beyond
My soul feels trapped
Held down, silenced
I want to break free
Slowly, surely
How?
Help me
Conflicted soul, wanderer a mess
Free spirit they see
Lost, directionless spirit I feel
This they call it free
Far from free
Far from purity
Close to darkness
Wrapped in sin
Where am I
How did I get here
Get me out of here
Please
I don’t know these feelings
22/10/17 - I wrote this one when I was feeling very lost, very alone, very sad. I was conflicted internally. The layers of my interior were peeling and crumbling apart. I felt like I was leading a double life. I was going through an identity crisis.
Janna Jul 2018
I can't stop thinking about you
I'm not sure if its because of the kindness I saw in your eyes
Or the way you looked at me
Like really looked at me the way I looked at you
Our eyes met and they locked
Never like this before
Has it been so long now
I can't even remember the last time
Six hours flew by just like that
Talking, and even in the silent moments
it didn't feel awkward
I'm scared of this potential love
I can't lie
I fear the future of what it might change and bring
Good or bad
Sorrow or joy
I'm stuck in pickle
A pickle I can't forget
- soulwriterj
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Janna Jul 2018
There's a hole in my heart

A void in my mind

A deep desire for nothing but want

A need for something like fun

Adventure and thrills

Seekers and pills

Falling into a blackness

So dark I'm turning blue

Such stark it's only true

Helpless and innocent

Forgiving and iridescent

I bond with strangers

Act bold, I'm not the tamest

I am stuck, so stuck

I don't know how to get out of here

This place, this room, this hide

This mask, this facade,

This glass, this wall, this broken bridge

It is all burning up into flames

Watch it, sink

Down it goes deep into

Black Waters

- soulwriterj
Written in a state of fragility and lostness.
IG: @soulwriterj

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