Like tree limbs at the mercy of the wind, Is the reality I occupy.
Bending and squirming to avoid the misunderstandings that lurk.
Where do I belong? As far as I am concern this is no man’s turf.
A prisoner of a war of which I did not enlist.
Read MoreAn island on an island surrounded by the cares of the world; The waves of life crashes about this scared little girl.
Tides high and low torment this illustrious existence.
Read MoreLike shots of morphine my pain dissipates.
This presence is overwhelming who opened the gates.
From the get go Peter made it clear that He LOVED Jesus. And I have no doubts that he meant it. The issue however, was that Peter underestimated what exactly the LOVE for his Savior would require.
Read MoreTo the invader who has become the permanent occupier of this blazing heart:
You arrived with no notice;
And have remained to bleed through me like osmosis.
Read MoreI hear the cannons in the distance its been weeks since we got a break The fighting stays consistent which is expected, as this situation calls for rainy days
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