Saturday, July 22, 2023

Your Protection

It's the poetry of pain, suffering the slings and arrows of a long ago outrageous fortune
Crowned high priestess of soft power. I sacrificed myself every morning for God's mercy. 
All with the sun blinding my eyes but finally blowing my mind. 
But misery and pain  becomes a hardened diamond heart. A repetitious head under water. The chatter of normalcy goes on around me until I must slip into some escape dream to quietly suppress the scream. 
There is no power for me now but the highest One. This life is one big rejection. Your protection is knowing that it's really illusion.