Rivers, Trains, and Shores of Gold

A few thoughts from a rainy day.

These salty rivers from my eyes cascade on to my shirt. My chest becomes a swimming pool where emotions splash and flirt. 

A million little race-cars go speeding through my head, each one fighting to be first, but gridlock stops them dead. They are the thoughts that crush my brain, like a pumpkin vanquished by a train.

So much hurt, so much fear, where do I go to get out of here? These things that chase me through the day, I want to make them go away. They yell for me, they reach for me, begging me to slow. But if I do, they break me down, dragging me below.

My ropes are shattered, my body is weak, I cannot take it all. My demons, they will take me down, screaming as I fall. I beg and plead for God to hear, to take me in his arms. To be the force that lights my way, and shuts off these alarms. On my knees I press my head so tightly to my chest. Praying hard I watch them run, and know that I've been blessed. 

He picks me up and dries my eyes, gentle in his touch. This is what I need to see, the love I need so much. I'm standing now on golden shores, waves lapping at my feet. The next time that my demons come, I know I can't be beat. 

Reviews

[Aleyah]

I like your metaphors there at the beginning, great imagery, and beautiful :) Great piece :)