I"ve been wrestling with the devil who"s been telling me to run. I"m having trouble staying put since this whole thing first begun. I"ve been trying to show you all the pieces that I have left. But how can I do that when i don"t know me my own damn self? Every now and then it gets so hard to sooth this thing thats deep inside. And I"m unclear of the reason that i keep trying so hard to hide. I cant stop fate from doing as it chooses who to please. In case I"ve not been clear I no longer can just believe.
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Posted: Mar 2017
About this poem:
this poem may not be explained in words that anyone other than me can comprehend. Its a page from my private diary that i want to share with anyone who can get IT. And if you cant feel it then thats okay also. I am just a woman reaching out