Safe From The Madness

Time and spaces,
Wasted moments gone by,
Too much to handle,
Sometimes, I just cry.

Ticking sounds of bombs,
Waiting to go off in my head,
Why must I be burdened,
Sometimes, I wish I was dead.

All the demons stalking,
Because I left the door cracked,
They busted it wide open,
Now I am on my knees praying.
Without the locking the door,
I made an invitation.

Watching all the people walking,
All those voices are talking,
I can’t discern them from my own.
They are flocking and mocking…

They poked me, choked me,
Infiltrated my brain,
Battered me, harassed me,
Left me to go insane.

All the demons stalking,
Because I left the door cracked,
They busted it wide open,
Now I am on my knees praying.
Without the locking the door,
I made an invitation.

Mirror, mirror,
What do I see,
A product of no one cares,
Staring back at me.

All the words they speak, silenced,
You protected me from the harms,
When You, my Lord,
You, lifted me up into your arms.

And I was safe from the madness.

Published by Jenn Till Lee Copyrighted, all rights reserved.

Writing poems as an outlet for healing. My hope is in Christ

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