In riddles she was hanging out as if shes quite certain of the road map. She saw the
« welcome to your destination " banner but it was all in her head whilst she went in circles.
going back and forth in the delusional zone was her everyday routine and I quite new she should've known she was lost and people wondered were she'd been.
It was wonderland in her eyes but how can plain alleys do wonders and there's neither a source of light available nor a sensible vibration leading to the truth in the place she called home, building up walls of uncertainties and fog as a protection dome.
Then she tripped over her ego and mental barriers...and fell.
But this specific time it wasn't too hard to tell
How willingly she was aiming to bounce back but she never made it out of her shell
Yet the gentleman dressed devil
Pushed her back to his level
Making her think he's the only solution in her times of trouble.
Subconsciously made her go in riddles
Because He was her maze mate
Making her think it's fate
But it's her free will that drove her to this poisonous mental state
And she's now running late .
Gave herself away for peace
While temptation of selfish acts was the only thing she wanted to seize.
How can you roam in hell and still expect to find ease .
Going in such a road seemed arrogant
And it's sure she thought she's in the protection of the giant .
YOOO
WAKE UP !!
He's the beast
he'll keep you a bit
Then he'll forsaken you
In the midst of the panic that has washed over you blending with terror .
Like a curse that couldn't be lifted from your heart
Your conscience sighed in frustration because you're lonely in the trial and error
Tell me....has he been with you
Because according to what I've seen you have always been alone
You may not like my tone
But you're having really high expectations
While weighing your problems on a cheap stone
"What the rock is here for ?"
GOD is Love .
He's the rock in which your body drops an anchor to
So when the storm hits hard it won't knock you down like a deja vu
my personal view on this
That for the first time in forever I felt all of my burdens becoming undone
It's not the type of feelings where you ignore your sins and run .
I would rather describe it as peace
Where all those sins was paid by the only living Son.
It's a story that didn't begin with a Big Bang or once upon a time .
People thought it was an end.
But they'd wronged the love-oriented paradigm.
Killing him on the cross was certainly a crime
But woah !
It wasn't the end
He rose from the dead with all authority in his hand
The sacrifice was done
Although his body was the biggest demand
His blood baptized this earth
Where antipathy should've been banned
Blessed are those whom have chosen his love over this materialistic land .
The cross is the lantern I placed on my bedroom night stand .
Thank you Lord
your words has become the promise on my wrist band .
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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...
