(Spoken)
It seems that in light of
times of victory
and blessed
positive experiences,
we can be
swallowed up by
uselessness
and failure
in God’s eyes.
I present the following
for consideration:
Bludgeoning
burning
running
crashing
colliding
tears
going deeper
into my heart’s
castle
of magical wonderment
and ache
to allow
my silently
screaming
fears
to evaporate;
to allow the sum
of my life of
triggering
festering
lies
making a chorus
of poetry
shrieking of burnt salt
alighting on my skin
with tiny
scarring fires
making me
ache
to be held
just held
as I seek one
safe
harbor
of trust
with my
Great Spirit
I know
only
as
heaven.
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