Wednesday, August 31, 2005

1 I was sent wandering lost and confused down the dark chasms of my mind and despair swept over me.

2 My skin torn and strength broken
I waver and stumble
I drop to a knee

3 I stand in the tower of my loneliness
My voice is drowned by the landscapes of my solitude
I cry aloud into the void and the silence deafens me
The darkness wraps its wings around me like a dove
The storms fury embraces me

4 God is good, life is tough, expect no more.

5 All I can say is that Jesus reigns and God is in control even when my world isn't.

1 Comments:

Blogger Christina said...

angsty poetry = something bad, right? Hope things aren't too bad and you can hang in there.

6:43 pm  

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