MIXED POETRY

SILENCE : inward disease

I feel it now and then
The feeling like it's already the end
I feel the cold breeze of the dead
Which takes me back to all they said

I feel and see it everywhere
I can't touch but its so near
The form in which it comes I know
But my answer is always NO

I tend to speak and let the words out
But that feeling of being knocked out
Still shows up and puts me in a cage
But now I know that I need a reliable sage

I still feel it now...
But I will not bow
Its not my lord
It will die by my sword...   

I'm free, I know
Good seeds I sow
In the pit of hell it lies
Its glories I will sell, until it dies

My silence, my pain, my agony, my tears, my sadness... Are all gone
******
My joy, my happiness, my hope, my peace, my deliverance has come.

Thank you Jesus
I have a new status
You are love
And your mysteries I will solve.

Hey guys, please share your views about  this one. I don't really have much to say 🙊.
Love you always 💕