Every Cloud
I feel so happy
I cannot explain,
for yesterday I bathed
in my own tears of pain.
Was no reason
my life is ok
but anxiety gripped
and took me away.
Took me to depths
not known
felt trapped
and so, so, alone.
That cloud was a demon
an unexpected guise,
he blinded my thoughts,
he blinded my eyes.
Thank the lord
for again I am free,
I took a look in the mirror,
and guess what? it's me.
Copyright © Ann Anderson | Year Posted 2008
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