How did we meet ?
You knocked on my door
And I greeted you sweetly wanting you to have a seat?
With the biggest smile on my face as if I'm not gonna be facing a worse nightmare ...as if there ain't no demon in there to beat!
You asked me what's up !
And I found it easier to say fine thank you
Than explaining how back and forth my emotions are flouncing ...and the hug of him was my only treat .
Who is he ?!
He is Who he was ...is ....will be
The only source of light I seem to see
But sometimes it was too holy to be comprehensive
God I needed a care so intensive
Since Your words of promise were compulsive
I don't like the fact that I am indecisive
But it's hard to be certain in a world so expensive
I'm just being vulnerable to someone so defensive
And that leads me to Going in circles of contemplation speculating on that one way that will lead me to the truth ..
And I've gotten lost
Lost to the point of emotional injury
shredded mind frequencies
cracked words
Tightened throat
All in the "Myself" I considered pensive
I spotted afterwards a lonely wooden booth
If you know what I'm saying
I didn't know what to expect
But I hoped that I can peacefully do my own praying
I stepped in
Held my breath
As soon as I sensed him on the other side of that little booth staying
I wished in the hope of reaching a self definition away from role playing
Exhaling my sorrows sadness in the perfect form and portraying
I knew that I made the right decision in a world so betraying
As Some people denied the fact of how worthless a human can be without acknowledgement of whom had been paying
They claimed; our universe is big enough for them to get lost .
But ignorance or probably blindness was the disobeying .
You won't get lost then vanish with that much of a sin weighing .
Every now and then I hope you open your eyes to the gospel words
the secret to salvation
You've never heard
Wait... salvation was a gift
Not a choice not a purchase not even a thrift
As your bye bye timing is guaranteed to make you drift
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2 decades of being lost I thought my reborn is never coming
Better over due than not at all
The sounds in my ear are loudly drumming
Cautioned me from the unwanted fall
I love you and he loves you more more more
Hundred zillion times more
So much to the point of knocking on your door
Will you open? .
YOU ARE READING
THE BIG LITTLE BOOK
Poetry#1 slam #1 poet Semi diary semi poetry type of books. God can meet you in your rock bottom as well as on the top of your little mountain . In this book I talk about my mental health and how i overcame depression anxiety food disorders and addiction...
