maintainA Poem by discipleThe version of my real self…then he also said;
I am Left with a fake life,
Pushed from expectations from family and friends,
I am no closer, now someone else,
Lonely, solely fighting for sanity and a worthwhile life. …Close to the mirror he said; Trying
to get this crazy thought, Out
of mind, to rid off this blot, For
now, I realize that sometimes I am not that smart, But
still desperate to pluck my brain from heart. No! I don’t want to live in stress or fear, I need to rid this people out my mind If I crawl, run or fly I don’t care, In the purity of soul
shall I be free from this grind. Now I see, this is the day the lord has made, I can now move in absence of fear or terror, But in case I run into someone on a different page, I will say to myself… “Dear God help me maintain” #IAMOMOJUWAJOSEPH. Memoir of a dated life event. © 2016 disciple |
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