A heartfelt preyer, when you call on the lord you can know you are not alone, you will find your way, we are all hopeless without the holly sprit, maybe its time to welcome Jesus if you haven't already, give it a shot, what have you got to lose, you never know, you may find healing in him too =)
Another strong piece. One a lot of people can identify with.Such a thin line that runs between insanity and brilliance. Sometimes I think poets and writers need chaos and near insanity to do their best work. It's crazy, but I know it's true with me. Man, I love writing in a thunderstorm. It like opens a door. Great piece. Rain..
'thoughts speading like locusts' - What a terrific line!
It is funny how something as simple as thoughts can overrun our emotions and sanity - once we feed them, they colonise and dominate 'us' - part of the human condition, I guess :-) (for me anyway)
I enjoy this one for its raw and powerful release of frustration. Thanks for sharing
This is nice. It's got that 'how can this happen ' feel that everybody can relate to. I think theres more inside of you and that you can add to this. But it works like this.
"Thoughts in my mind spreading like locus" . I like the visual of this of a spreading thought.
Nicely done.
New group:
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out of frustration a new day awaits
in the dark and grimmy mist
to a new begining
we end to begin again
as friends we shared the day in laug.. more..