Life in all its colors, people and all the mess, often my thoughts and dreams leave a residue, a skewed color trail inside my scrambled up head. The images spin, twist and turn, and into my memory, they often burn. But how do I sort them out? Is there any pattern in the madness, any sense to its chaoticness? Sifting through my thoughts is like rummaging through a junkyard for the items lost, which desperately must be found. God, help me! My feet arent on the ground. Should I step out onto the water and take a leap of faith, only your love can call me, keep me safe and awake. My thoughts are like a kaleidoscope, theyre images that make no sense, and I know, I do not know, if they will ever let me rest. I pray for peace, wisdom and love, that you, sweet Lord, will help me see myself more clearly, before this kaleidoscope nightmare, drives me to the edge of insanity.
Posted on: Tue, 16 Dec 2014 18:41:55 +0000
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