Existence=
joy I feel
experience I gain
the song that flows
the anger that was
wrath lashed
it exploeds in my mouth
a harsh metallic taste.
guilt flows over me freely
blocking.
sadness speckling
the lonely
blustery-
barren-
cold fingers
gripping me.
not letting my throat speak.
Say...
Speak...
WHY?
the pride filling me up
until I'm full
feeling the rush toward
the pressure and the end.
Thinking about my Creator
Jesus
the growing physically and mentally
throughout-
until I'm whole-enough.
~A.
P.S. Please review...no one ever reviews my stuff but they read it.
joy I feel
experience I gain
the song that flows
the anger that was
wrath lashed
it exploeds in my mouth
a harsh metallic taste.
guilt flows over me freely
blocking.
sadness speckling
the lonely
blustery-
barren-
cold fingers
gripping me.
not letting my throat speak.
Say...
Speak...
WHY?
the pride filling me up
until I'm full
feeling the rush toward
the pressure and the end.
Thinking about my Creator
Jesus
the growing physically and mentally
throughout-
until I'm whole-enough.
~A.
P.S. Please review...no one ever reviews my stuff but they read it.
