In this time
I find I
Though numbing as flight in the air
My mind goes
My body foes
God is always near
No drug I took
Just the humdrum of this thing
That comes over me
Stalled like someone who has tripped
Pulling, crawling
Coming to
‘Til a song breaks through
My dependence is new
“Stalled like someone who has tripped…” I could have written that about my life a few dozen times this last year. Beautiful poem, my friend! God bless!
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Thank you! I’m sorry to hear that! I think you too can relate how helpful it is to write!♥️
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