Sea Glass

Trust the process.

Wave after wave pouring forth from Your Ocean of Grace,
Smooth over the weight of past mistakes.
A Potion for a body going comatose over destructive emotions.
Yeah it’s gradual...for me to accept Your will as factual.
I make things contractual.
Mathematical acceptance of Your Sabbatical.
Fanatical over never hitting the ceiling.
Always seeking that feeling that my healing is ever revealing.
I’m tired of concealing that things are once again unappealing.
Unfeeling in my dealings.

I’M AFRAID!!!!
I’ve caved and I don’t know how to upgrade.
Depraved in my willing enslavement.
Latent with blatant debasement.
Avoidance of containment as I seek out my next assailant.
Adjacent to my next victory yet content to have another replacement.

Touch me and you’ll bleed.
I’m in a sea of need.
Homosapien of a different species.
Conceived from Your mind’s creed.
Operating on a different speed.
Always tired yet I still plead.
In Your presence is where I feed.
I feel it but I’m caught up in the weeds.
Lay out the seeds so I can lead out being a different Breed.

Author's Note

Just because you understand that something is true doesn’t mean you believe it.