I woke up to air that felt like poison caressing my skin
Daggers in my ears
And I cried like it was my last time to ask for help
The one I called home, heard Me and asked for me to stop
My pain was bothersome to his day
Like he wouldn’t mind me fading away if only I could do it within a silent misery
And i cried myself back to sleep
When Abraham visited my fantasies
Where we returned my own hell for a more rewarding outcome, the zion awaiting at the end of the dark journey ive been suffering from
Dressed me proud in faith and pure intention
Guidance I stubbornly rejected every other day
Led me to oblivion
Led me to my fine comfort
And I awoke to his hope rescuing my chaos in the real world
And we start our way, the road to my sweet home
Wherever that is,
On whatever special day
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