At peace, feeling calm yet struck with anxiety
Looking for the light and in it's entirety
The path grows winding and my vision is blur
I feel nothing but the emptiness which I concur
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When I feel so, why do I feel so deep
And In and through it, I find way to weep
When I was broken, I wished for a cure
My evil brought onto something so pure
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It is my wild thoughts and tendency to imagine
Your overthinking and uncontrollable passion
So be it, breathe deep and know it could be worse
It is what is, let's sing no worries till the end of the universe
About the Creator
J. K. Anderson
A poet, author and journalist tied to the belief that Christ is YHWH. Open minded and eager to show my wild imagination to all people. I'm not a happy writer but I'm happy to write. All for fun.
Thanks for stopping by :)
@frame0fjosh


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