Heavy eyes.
Reaching down to the dark corners of my soul
and resting on places I have yet to make known.
Heavy eyes.
Dragging with their weight a worry-burdened mind;
chained and locked inside the steal gates of time.
Heavy eyes.
Future will conclude and time will bring you rest;
stay above the waves; hope always for the best.
Heavy eyes.
Poem 27: Exacerbated Sighs
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But when burden came I turned in shame
And in shame I grew under the sun
I sprouted from the thorns
The prickling a scratch at first
Drew blood as I became immersed
Calling down upon God I turned
To the sun, under the sun, sunder
Stuck in my sways, swooned by my shame
When thunder booms where do I turn
My first thought should be to God
Who will never forsake me
When lightning thrashes and leaves giant gashes
Do I see that when I call on thee I instead look to me?
Lord, help me! My chains are gone! I’ve been set free!
When I think
Help me think
First on Ye