Against the Grain

At times in our lives
When everything spirals
Out of control
& beyond any semblance
There seems a gnawing, nagging dread
Egging us on

It is alright to call me later on
I am not in a bad mood
simply typing with my voice
while we're talking
yes, audiocontrol

I'm putting the words into the device
hopefully the words will turn into something to help
help people to defeat the negativity
wow, they're going through the hardships of life

The words in my room
in my room and im pretty weird
but true
the word my room
my room spirals and embraces
old old
also phone phone
old home, who would hear it ?
we know who
Who would share it ?
moon doom aurora massacre
who would find
Scrambling in front of them,
know inside of them,
sew them in so,
Not let them go,
Who?

It's not brain surgery
It's the healing of the spirit & the mind
Neither intellect nor firepower
Could allow you the peace
Given freely
From the Son of God
Our Lord
& only salvation
Jesus Christ

If you find yourself
In that precarious spot
I'd definitely hope not
Take a prayer break
& ask God for direction
Before you destroy
Yourself
And everyone
In your immediate vicinity

PMPope 2011©

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