A Disfigured Soul
Something inside me broke. Perhaps because I have so much internal conflict and when I’m with Stephen I can take off the mask. But then again I’m broken. I’m a Nightmare the gods
For several weeks something within me has been breaking, collapsing, pieces falling apart. Rolling across the earth. Some swallowed up. Whatever Control I thought I had is long gone. Tiredness and exhaustion have stolen my immortal soul. When you’re lost you no longer know who you are.
As I try to erase and blot out the voices of those telling me who I should be and how to get there. But I know to ask why. Don’t Put Your Chains on me for I’ve Made My Bed in the Land of Other.
Because I don’t want to join your journey………… For I’m Only a Few Steps Away from Grace….
For Mable Palmer who did not survivor cancer but lives on in our collective memories.
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You have so much on your plate….take care of yourself, my friend.
Prayers coming your way
Thanks. I appreciate your support. Actually I feel better now that it’s out of my system. Writing can be therapeutic
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