here I am
back at the start of the maze
thought for a while
it was just a faze
that this was only temporary
the sickness in my gaze
sadness soaking through my skin
burning third degree
clogging up my throat and mind
and every inch of me
I'll search my world
to cure this disease
with fleeting things
to fill the gap that my life needs
so I gave up everything
to find a reason
why I'm living
is it even
worth the risk?
to live life so freely
when it all just feels like-
a labyrinth?
I've gone through the maze again
and again
I felt so blind
but learned a lesson
this life is not
merely for me
not for a high
or a spree
we were placed in this maze for only one thing:
to bow and to serve
at our Lord's gracious knee
and that, my love
is everything.
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When the Sky is Falling
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