Acknowledging Anger

Deep seeded anger that flows through my veins

Monsters from childhood that rent space in my brain

Tried hard to ignore or pretend theyre not there

Now this weight on my shoulder is a cross I cant bare

A spiritual transfusion but where to begin

Scream into a pillow? Confess all my sin

Pretend it dont matter? I feel I cant win

The sins of the father 

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INTUITION

We are created with intuition which is a spot on guidance system or gps that through wellmeaning parents teachers and others from a very young age we are taught to mistrust. 

Life appears to deal us blows that cause us to be guarded against trusting others. The paradox is we have lost faith in our own intuitive spirit. If I truly believe in my gut instincts I have little to no fear of others.

Twelve Years

In the year when I was turnin 12

I decided my whole life Id shelve

Forgetting everything I knew

Blotting out the things that I was going through

Restlessness lifelong companion an itch inside to wanna roam

All the places that Ive ever lived cant say Id call one place home

Far too young for making choices that would map 

Reachin Out

Feel like Ive hit another deadend

Sittin havin coffee with my best friend

I feel that you dont understand

Oh dear God please take my hand

The walls Ive built I cannot breach

The hand of Gods beyond my reach

He says his love I neednt earn

But in this moment

WHERE DO I TURN

Tell me youll pick up the pieces as Im fallin apart

Im told I can find you in the depths of my heart

Im wavin the white flag but dont know how to surrender

I say I dont know you You say to remember

WHERE DO I TURN IF YOUR LOVE I CANT EARN

WHERE DO I TURN GOD WILL I EVER LEARN